Piper Dam Scream
If I could have screamed,
The echoes would have died.
For in a fury swirl and squall,
Nothing carried but the wind.
Fears unsaid, lost in the tempest,
Lost am I almost, on this quest.
To feel love, aspire to the best,
And get this sound out of my chest.
The birds have heard and left,
To find their places in safety.
Nothing can stand upon the loch,
For the vengeance of my scream.
Better comes the brighter day,
All hope is blessed, I sail away.
Scream to come and nerves to fray,
When across the dam I scream, to say.