And the words were in silver

they were

and sweet as heaven

they were

and they covered them

with life as they had made it

and Sarah knew pain

like there had never been pain before

for the words of sweet harmony

were lost in the clamor

of the pain of centuries

of formation of wrong

upon the helpless

who became the helpless

who were the helpless

all because ..

we will..

And so nestled

in the words of silver again

the words became wrods

and the rods held Sarah

and told her

...and...

...So ...in the words of silver..

And...

Sarah had found sleep again

by the time the old vicious creep

had come back in the next day

and cut the woman in chains

in the lip then

put the snake on it,

then it sipped the blood

cause she would give it no water

more

and it would have fluids

to survive

drink my sweet

said the evil

for if she dies

I don't

and it's another soul for the devil

so I may keep my body

or they will do it to me

and she poured some water

into the woman's mouth

letting it drain down her throat

then she poured more on her mouth

and let the creature

lap it up

After that she put the snake

into its nest

fastened its collar back in place

then let out a little more

of its chain...

and Sarah's heart broke a little more...

a little more..