Destroyer of Silence
Words by Bryon Bowers
Riding in the car
After a long bike ride…
Radio off
Silence circles us
Questions bounce around in my head
I can't keep them in…
So I shattered your
Peaceful silence
Me the Inquisitor
You Socrates
Looking for his hemlock
In the glove box
How can one person Be…
So many to me?...
Socrates to my questions
Devil's Advocate to my stances
You were my Uncle Dad Big Brother…
And my Best Friend Too…
I was the Destroyer
Of your Silence
Static to your Radio
Giant Lizard…
To your Chipmunk
To every entrenched
Stance of mine
You were a nonchalant
Devil's advocate
Your Patience waning as we drove
You played beauty on the cd player
You gave me Ani, Ellis, Bruce,
and Primitive Radio Gods
I found your old cassettes
Journey, Eagles, and Styx
Hotel California was my lullaby
How can one person Be…
So many to me?...
Socrates to my questions
Devil's Advocate to my stances
You were my Uncle Dad Big Brother…
And my Best Friend Too…
I was the Destroyer
Of your Silence
Static to your Radio
Giant Lizard…
To your Chipmunk
Every box from the Attic
A sedimentary layer
Of your childhood
I was an archeologist
stumbling on Beautiful
drawings of Robots
and Dark haired beauties
SciFi and Fantasy Books
were treasures left behind
for my consumption
Took your toy Millennium Falcon
On a trip to another galaxy
with Alf and Captain planet
How can one person Be…
So many to me?...
Socrates to my questions
Devil's Advocate to my stances
You were my Uncle Dad Big Brother…
And my Best Friend Too…
I was the Destroyer
Of your Silence
Static to your Radio
Giant Lizard…
To your Chipmunk