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So many voices, to hear: cross, angry loud voices;

Conspirital mutterings, mumbling and mirth;

the fear and confusion these voices stirred in me.

These voices becoming so loud; and amplified in volume

And increased in number.

I thought I was in an amplifier; and froze with fright

And excited expectation too.

No divine guidance or help; quite the opposite in fact:

Squeezed out of body and eased out of mind.

Lost in the voices, desolation and isolation:

Lost in their terrible amplification.

Lost for words of my own.

Anita Griffiths