It was like a scream,
sharp and piercing throughout the city,
It was like thunder, heavy and startling our hearts into arrhythmia
It was sad, sudden, separate
Unacknowledged. Tremulous.
Like an animal, stealthily watching its prey until it finally attacks

The night had arrived
The glass window moved in place....vibrating
It should have reflected darkness
But it didn't...
I should have been hearing music resonating with soft sounds,
With a few whispers on the streets
possibly coalescing with the sound of crickets and the night
But it wasn't ...
The city simply clamored,
in what seemed to be combined sounds of laughter with jeer,
ridicule, discord 
All this being the default sound of man kind:
Noise...

And so when this new sound struck,
It peered and permeated the night
Fearless, perverse
Formidable
And never to be forgotten again,
How awful it was to have not known the sound.

But now that I know what it was, I will never forget...

The sound was called silence

And silence was and angry
Enraged, exasperated,
Fierce

Silence had finally found its own voice

And it demanded for everyone to hear it.