banned stories

I saw a black spot flash
Across a dark road
The quiet of the night
Disturbed by a scream

Across the dark road
I could see people
Disturbed by a scream
Whispered into their minds

I could see people
They held the secrets
Whispered into their minds
By the trees along the river bank

They held the secrets
Without the fear of being caught
By the trees along the river bank
I could hear the stories

Without the fear of being caught
In the quiet of the night
I could hear stories
I saw a black spot flash