The Hum

It's all black and white and grey
Staccato
Buzzing, twitching, intruding,
Like a bug zinging into your ear, deliberate.

Who's the king of the mountain?
Whose screams unsettle the furthest realm?

Advocating for justice for power for truth,
It's all black and white and grey
Muddled
Well-intended misconceptions ripe with tension simmer and explode.
Rubber popper toys, the lot of us. 

Who will hear the steady hum?
Who will heed the hymn so unadorned?

It's all black and white and grey
Then the socket sparks,
We've got full color - 
It's not easier now, not always more clear,
But we've heard the hum
Caught a glimpse of deeper reality
O wonder

The melee continues, taunting, daunting
The hum remains, unchanging, inviting
The purest notes
Timeless melody
Who dares listen?
Who dares sing?
O sing and dance you hearers!
Sing and dance and mourn.
The hymn remains, unchanging, inviting
Amidst the strife, amidst the storms.