Monday, November 4, 2013

Elegy.

This day will end
All flesh wither
To cease to be
Light fade forever 
This house fall
That bridge rust
A heart will fail
Brain slowly forget
Blood stop in veins
Eyes no longer see
Buildings crumble
Bones to dust
Carry this burden
Legs giving out
With arms bending 
Under a dark sky
Not a brick left
Continue we must

© shaun patrick green 2013

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