--Sound Poem-- Crowd of Noise

4 o’clock in the afternoon,
A crowd of sounds gathered to my bed.

Songs from CD players,
Sounds of cello, piano, and trumpet
Crept in stealthily.

Snores, flapping curtain, slamming door,
TV noise, rattling windows, and
Fights on the upstairs
Hurried in loudly.

Whatever they came stealthily or loudly
A crowd of sounds are kicked out by the owner, my voice,
“Hey I want to sleep! Be Quiet!”