Wednesday 3 April 2019

Distant Cries




Gathering thoughts
Tumbled on lifeless shoulders
Legs crossed
Arms folded
The outside is distant
The inside isolated and empty

Tree bow down
Scratching the dusty ground
Clouds form a curtain
Sun pushes its way through

Silence surrounds
Sculpted arches
Reinforced chains
Echo from the past
Passage ways
Of the forgotten
Scream out
In silent hallways

Heavy feet
Drowning out
The past, the lost, the forgotten  


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