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Sounds Assail Me

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This prompt is simple, dear writers. Read the poem below, by the Australian poet and activist Oodgeroo Noonuccal, and then write your own poem with the same title “Sounds Assail Me”.  As you craft your poem, see if you can draw comparisons between different types of sounds, as Noonuccal does here.
(At the end of your piece, be sure to credit Oodgeroo Noonuccal for your borrowed title.)
Sounds Assail Me
by Oodgeroo Noonuccal   
Something obscene
In man-made sounds affronts the sweet and clean,
But Nature's never.
Shout of the stormy winds, ever
Toneless and rude, tossing the trees,
The harsh scream of seabirds—these
Somehow belong
As much as the wren's airy song.
Man only, the books tell, knows evil and wrong;
Even as art now the yelp and yell
Like music of hell,
Music made evil, the squawk and squall
When the disc jockeys loose the blare and bawl.
Give me the sounds God made so—
I love them all
Whether loud or low,
From the small, thin
Note of the bee's violin
To the rough sea's uproar,
In wild tumult tumbling upon the shore.