Dammed

alpine forests on the hills
speckled with lights-
face a river

the stars have gone
leaving her alone 
bulbs now mock her
for she is dammed-
slave of a master
who was her son

a reservoir of grief
of not the many but one
the greed of some
starts with a flood
devouring those who love too much

alpine forests on the hills
speckled with lights-
face a river

the power from her pain 
has torched the valley 
the light has come 
but darkness abounds 
the peace of yesterday 
will never be found

change is ordered 
it never belongs 
a way of life 
modelled by concrete 
moulded by wrongs 

alpine forests on the hills
speckled with lights-
face a river.

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