The Black Opal

In rivers frail where sunlight pales and swarms fall into trance

The acid rain gives fruit to pain I cannot bear to glance

Its poison arrows cause to grow the truth in all I see and

Vanished love is borne beneath the dying apple tree.

It comes to wound the liquid moon that melts within their hearts

So frail the cries from those that die harpooned upon our darts

We say we love yet cannot see the error of our ways

A pain ingrained eternally for crimes we do not pay.

As there lay dead the innocent we've dispossessed with lies

For closed for all eternity are ghosts of weeping eyes

Dust storms swarm and warn but still we do not listen

We drown within the sands of time lamenting those that glistened

With a last remaining memory of the pure black dolphins eye

Their murderers will bare their bane too late to rectify.