Curtain of Silence

Curtain of Silence

With an iron fist do they rule

And in fear none oppose.

With shards of burning steel

They vanquish mortal foes.

 

An iron curtain has fallen

And the day shines not through it.

But none oppose for fear of those

Who on the curtain sit.

 

Darkness has fallen

And the coldness fills our souls.

Solitude is long forgotten.

No triumph for the bold.

 

As though cast into the lowly trench

Where demons brood and spawn.

Into a chasm of fear

Where there never was a dawn.

 

Tomorrows are uncertain

Under today’s cloudy skies.

Sleep comes not easy

At the hands of watchful eyes.

 

The blanket of mortal silence

Lifts not off the world.

One by one they bind us.

Pity not for man nor girl.

 

©T.A.Rogers

 20040628

 

Author's Note

Unbiased truth.