all is calm, all is bright

a homeless couple hidden from the rain
under the mercat cross play carols on flutes
to remind strangers what a decent life is,
in spite of everything. and when they hear
nothing in return but the screams of joy
from the pendulum ride and merry-go-round
in the nearby christmas village, they remain
as silent as ever. but sometimes silence
is the loudest scream.

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