not in the earthquake

closely bend your lobes

for the sound of the Whisper

is not even the six feet and one,

for the sound of the Silence

is heavy on your sunken head

open and turn your ears

heavenly hosts will soft speak

whilst the Light-Liar boasts

we will upwards turn heads

and praise quietly "hallelujah"

will you inward turn hearts

and keel over, cry "amen"