The Silent People

Behold the pearls

Within the sentiments of a letter...the

darkness reigns!

The woman in the black dress cries

Fallen roses win the war,

How does one contain to this wicked world

When this wicked world carries a grudge?

For fallen pearls have fallen

I digress in this wicked world!

For this wicked world is Satan

Wearing silence as if it's appeased

Behold the troubles that can't even compare

Diabolically I have fallen...

Fallen, fallen,

The chandelier explodes one more time

The walls adhere to their confessions

The love that is hurt is gone

Oh mighty husband, what have we done?

For the power upholds the wicked

And silent are the wounds

So perfect in repair,

She cries once more for our worries

The roses on the chair have fallen...

And fallen!

Fallen are the pieces of an open despair

Who wears a rosary for peace

And silence is power!

For the power is within the silence!

Confess to me your deepest insecurities

This crying riddle never ends...

Here are my pearls, do you want them

back?

For I am a widow of peace

And I am attracted to the drama so

deep

My heart is beating in tongues

As the earth shatters

And you hold me dear

Whose dress is this in the corner?

I slip away into the night

Will there ever be a plight?

I hold my rose in matrimony

My tears are a startling belief!

Because I hear silence all over again

My beauty is intense...

Who on this earth shall be my destiny

When the beauty of a rose has

descended?

I fall upon the thunder!

I am a liability to my own being

Oh please be careful of the silent ones

For the silent ones are deadly,

We speak of words of blind existence

The beds can't hardly speak;

And the curtains have shriveled up

And the blind existence is dead

Here is a rose for silence

For silence speaks to thee.