Needs Must

Needs must

	A stairway to heaven or the gateway to hell?
	Will feelings stay with us? Only time passed will tell.
	As I sit in the graveyard lost lives hear my call,
	They sing “Will you join us? Come one or come all”
	A breeze slowly passes while the yews bend and sway
	The time angled headstones look up at the day.
	Lives long forgotten, names faded and worn
	Some died in their sleep, others battered and torn,
	Now  together they lay while their lives span the years
	Fond memories hidden no more heartaches or tears.
	Yet deep in my soul I can still feel their pain
	And the hate that was passed on from Able to Cain,
	              Past sins come unheeded of violence and greed
	              That weigh on my mind in this moment of need.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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