Water dripping --
dripping from an unseen height
Or maybe it's blood
A chill breeze
From hidden door
Whispers promises
Beneath my feet,
a cold stone floor.
Silent thunder
in the darkness
Reverberates
Troubled thoughts
How?
How long?
How long will?
How long will we?
How long will we be?
How long will we be here?
In this place.
This place of deafening quiet
This dungeon of the mind
We shiver in the darkness
We the many
We the one
Uncounted minds
Endless eternity
One body
One breath
One life
One death
In the darkness
--- M.S. Faour (1994)