The Silent Curse

Broken tree limbs, lightning in the sky, flooded waters, the silent curse

A stone wall breaks through, crashing, silence speaks across the land, a mystery

A love forced to speak, silence no more, the torment inside no more hurts

A grave filled with tortured souls, the land once belonged to the native indian, now sympathy

Sympathy for all who died, the lost, torn, no stone rolls that hide the red orbs

Still, solitude, the fortitude consumes the force, the silence is unraveled in all it absorbs

The thunderstorms, the violent floods, bring back those spirits of a nation vanished

Only the silent curse of the nature gods call,  break the stone of silence that flirts the truth

The truth that falls into mudslide, called by the chief of Blackfoot, the silent curse, white man can not hide