Noiseby Richard Reed 8/6/1998 The demons of noise are united here,Banging, screaming, singing unstoppable noise,I pray for a sleep that does not come,Waiting always waiting for peace that is elusive,Devils in human form live here, taking turns,Long days and nights of bars and walls,A cave of darkness is this place,I pray to the Lord to refill my cup,I look to my family for strength,They are the light in an unholy lost land. Next Poem