Hidden tears

the place seems so calm today,
people doing their usual task
person above resumes yesterday’s conversation,
stillness seems bearable

the puff of air from the air conditioner changes direction
but her serenity passes by without notice,
there are concealed tears
except turbulence is mute

every fleeting look stabs her,
petrified faces pour
the silence becomes alarming

now is not a common day
something is on fire
something is wrong
this must end…