NOISE AND ME
My ME sensory radar
Has really taken hold
It’s caused my life to change,
In a way that’s strange
And not just because I’m old !
Noise and sounds now cripple me
In ways some won’t believe
The click of a door
Can get right to my core
In a way you couldn’t conceive
Noise isn’t just uncomfortable
Noise now causes me pain
It always tends, to hit nerve ends
Affecting my arms, my legs, my brain
Whether out, or sat at home
It seems it’s always in my face
What used to be just background blur
Hits me like a jet of mace
There seems to be nowhere to hide
From the constant din
Even when I’m sat inside
It seems I just can’t win
TV show participation
Has gripped our somewhat noisy nation
Squealing and screaming, no consideration
Every step change, a yelling ovation.
When did the world get so loud
Or am I the odd one in the crowd
When did life get so demanding
Telling us to always ‘be upstanding’
Screaming at you to ‘make some noise’
Leaving you with little choice.
Now I always feel on edge
Not too far from the ledge
It can even be a voice’s tone
Its pitch hitting me like a stone
The sound like blackboard scraping nails
Attacking nerve ends, never fails
Keeping earplugs near to hand
To try to shut out this deafening land
Everything dialled up to eleven
I need a max around a seven
I need to firmly soundproof my life
To save me from this sensory strife
We need a solution
To this noise pollution
Where thinking of others is key
There are so many others
Our invisible brothers
Not just those with ME
So to all out there I plead with you
Please just think what we go through
Can we all just please relax
Stop the constant eardrum attacks
Can we adopt a quieter mode
Let’s stop all the shouting
Let’s fix this sensorial overload
All this verbal ‘louting’
As Lennon might once have written
If he too was sensory smitten
Let’s be more caring
In this world that we’re sharing
Just think a little in advance
Let’s give peace and quiet a chance.
By Bill Clayton
© 2020