Death

Our land hold your graves...! Our dreams evaporate inyou hospital beds..! You plant pain in our fears.! and your fruit holds a tear..! With accidents you ascend..! With a tiny sleep you descend..! With arger you approach..! With lust you reproach..! Your one visit creates a flood of tears..! Age and illness..! are your lethal weapons..! Tears do not scare you..! Your invisibility is visible..! I saw you last night ..! You waved and smile ..! But i did not return you greeting ..! For i knew you would return ..! To patrol our virgin grave..!