Gravetones

Death's curse rampant,
Death's blessings omnipotent,
Harvesting souls every tock
Still, empty tombs we see

Gravestones raised high
Bear no names,
A century of deathless deaths
Desecrate the graveyard

Grave faces tell grave stories,
An era wherein names were remembered,
When gravestones were revered.
Give ear to my opinion,

We are born to die,
So why fear the inevitable?
Living in cowardice,
We die meaningless deaths.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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