A Song For The Silent Six: The Sounds Of Silence

(sung to the tune of Simon and Garfunkel's "Sounds of Silence")

Hello Common Council, my old friends 
I've come to talk with you again 
Because a Mayor softly creeping
Abused his power while the people were sleeping 
And the outrage that was planted in my brain 
   Still remains 
Within your sound of silence 
 
In restless dreams I walked alone 
Widened Oshkosh streets of torn-up cobblestone 
Beneath the halo of a sundial lamp 
I turned my collar to the cold and damp 
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a web site light 
   That split the night 
And touched your sound of silence 
 
And in the naked light I saw 
Three Council Meetings maybe more 
People talking without speaking 
People hearing without listening 
People writing letters you Silent Six never shared 
   Not one of  you dared 
Disturb your sound of silence 
 
"Fools," said I, "You do not know 
Silence like a cancer grows 
Hear my words that I might teach you 
Watch Commentary that I might reach you" 
But my words like Jackson St. trees fell 
And echoed in the wells of silence 
 
And the Council bowed and prayed 
To the un-popularly elected Mayor god they'd made 
And the Palmeri op-ed flashed out its warning 
In the words that it was forming 
And the op-ed said 
   "The words of the state statutes are 
    Written on the state capital walls 
    And city halls 
    And  yet you whispered in your sounds of silence" 
 
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