Silence is golden...

Silence is golden…it begets gold?
I sew my mouth with it, waiting for the gold to follow…
And tick, tick, tick…the clock moves on…
The gold never follows!
I wait for time, more time….
Beat by beat…pulse by pulse…
What will follow?
Surely the gold I had been promised?
Today or tomorrow?
Silence leads me on,
In a dumb vacancy I wait…
Imprisoned in a silent hollow…
May be the gold lies beneath,
My prize…bursting in a furrow?
I dig and dig and dig…
Sinking deeper
In my dark burrow…
Till my veins spit out blood,
And hot tears follow…
How can I be blind any longer?
Rewarded with rubies and pearls…
A fool…
Waiting for plain gold to follow..!