The Silent Rose

it was a dark dreary night when she was born
in a house where sunlight never came peeping at morning
but her birth suddenly changed all this
and from her family a heavenly bliss
she was a lucky child lucky she was
with cheeks as pink as blossoms of the apple tree
she had teeth like pearls
and the darkest curls
her eyes were blue like the deepest wells
and her laugh rang like a pearl of bells
although she was angelic pretty and cute
she had no voice she was mute
her mum did not know this nor did her dad
but when they did they were grief-stricken and sad
her mother cried "I named my daughter Rose
when i saw how pink her skin glows
but now i know that she has no voice
how will she talk or rejoice?
i will teach her how to write and sign
and with her pen she will always be fine
the voice of hers will ring loud
and will allow her to talk to any crowd
she will always do what is right
and for mankind she will always fight"
so soon Rose learned how to teach and sign
and as she excelled her morther glowed bright
many yeears passed like this
and Rose's voice nobody did ever miss
the power of her pen was quite strong
strong enough to prove right from wrong
this was proved when Rose caught her brothers
killing people and stealing from others
she lay awake at night
and sat by the window in the serene moonlight
she gazed out of the window and saw
her brothers by the lake with bags full of gold
she took a pen and wrote
"what i saw is what i quote
this is no lie what i witnessed tonigt
from a rich man's house my brothers flight
by the lake they sat and counted their wealth
and boasted about how they had mastered stealth
a while later the crept into the house
and treated me like i was some stray mouse
now they plan to hide the bags
and if caught they will flee like stags
this is all i been able to see
do not call me a liar if you do not believe me
but as i havetold you this is the truth"
she finished and dropped her pen
and left the presence of the evil men
she left the note on her parents tabel
she crept into her bed and fell asleep
and entered the world of slumper which was deep
her evil brothers corrupted with greed
decided to kill her and to all else paid no heed
their lit up with malice and hate
as they decided their good sister's fate
the devil himself must have accompained them that night
because in the name of murder they felt no fright
of being somehow caught
or the gallows being brought
they proceeded with their evil task
and even their sister's last wish they did not ask
the were tyrants and killers
because they put their sister into a sack of miller's
and sufforcated her to her last breath
till they were certain of her death
they took her into her bed
to make it seem died while she slept
and that sleep upon her eternally had crept
there she lay in the serene and tranquil moonlight
dead for doing something right
her mouth seemed to cry for justice and hope
through brutally hacked away was her life's rope
the power of her pen was lost forever
and it would be revived never
for death had taken her away
and she had not lived to see another day
there in the tranquil moonlight
a silent Rose had faded away