Ringing With Silence

All eyes drawn towards the stage,
not a movement in the crowd.
Their ears grasp tightly
around the sound.
As the pitch raises,
and the bass fades back.
As the light blends
into the deafening noise,
as the shadows
dance along
the venue's wall.

STOP!

Stop what you're doing,
you're killing yourselves.
You hear only lies.
No, you hear nothing.
Can't you hear me people?

The music resumed,
and the song came to a close,
as the finale approached,
the crowd began to move
not dancing,
coming down,
losing it.
They begin to kick and scratch the walls,
they grab the speakers
and toss them about.
Sparks and smoke burst as breakers bust,
cables fly through the air like whips.
The lights faded,
and the sounds ceased.
As the crowd of them
slips silently back to the void.