Archae Poems | Examples

In Case

In case my lid be febrile and cold
My eyeballs be closer to ghost
Shed not, tears of pain and requiem With smile,joy,laugh, the Archae
Stretch their arm towards me
Like Y
.
In case I cross the river;
With my costume at river bank
When my soul fly without jet
Sending my mortal body in freeze
Not a salty fluid gathers in your eye
.
In case a cry from inner room;
Like wildfire,telling of my ruin
Suffer not, rather gather
Six men from Six tribes to assist   To dig six feet
In deep grief lowered in great heat
.
Buy yards,not of sticks,in bulk;
Of snow piece, laced in white
Six elders in their late sixties;
Lower me in deep beneath
Shed not,For I have won
Gone to a glorious call.