Silence

Silence grips the night.
the wind moving...
slowly back and forth,
a whisper so quite,
Just silence.

The moon shinning, brightening the night,
a bat dives, wind rushing under his wings,
cold, yet soothing.
A whisper so quite,
Just silence.

Screams muted, another life gone.
Silent tears fall upon a pale face,
so cold and empty.
The blood drained from her face.
A whisper no more,
and the silence is gone.