The Silent Lake

Dark, brown, murky waters
Disguised by the attractive
Waterlilies, pond weeds.
Surrounded by lush grass
And spring flowers.

Beneath the tranquil surface
Lies a sickening past
Of a life, an infant
Stolen from the arms
Of a naive guardian.

Drowned in old fashioned ways
A sin worse than death
Disposed of like an old toy
Ignoring the throaty screams
Echoing through the trees.

A tale of a heart, broken
The story of tragedy
A life gone forever
A secret untold
Lost in the silent lake.

A name of irony
Historic events contradict
Chilling truths uncovered
Of a soul left behind.
The rocking cradle.