Silence has become Noisy

Silence has become noisy. There's so much in my brain that it creates a dull roar. I've become inspired again for the moment. At the same time that there is so much violence, misery, and death in the world, there is an under current of hope. Please let it grow and wash away the turmoil. Don't let man destroy himself. To whom do I speak? I speak to Peace but does She hear me or has She left the planet. I've searched for Her since I was a young man avoiding the Viet Nam war. I search for Her now as a crippled old man surrounded by wars, famine, and illness. Who is the doctor of this Peace and why can't I get an appointment for Her?