"Destined Minds"

THE GRAVEYARD

Where all the dead they gather
and lay their empty bones
and let their form whither
and return to whence they came

the gothic church steeple
looks over the stone tablets
in ruin as the trappings of death
lay beneath still, stone cold angels

that smile wistfully as if to give peace,
Night gave free reign to imaginations
unnatural silence beneath the
moons silver gaze

and wonder who be nearer to thy God
who has passed into foreign realms
once unknown now a stark reality for the
spiritual contemplations of human mortality

hear the cries no more as they are
drowned out by angels choir whose
voice is lifted up for those that
have found the saving grace

and look no more towards their form.....

distant the wails they become
the poor tortured souls and crying they
beg for mercy and cry
"why wern't we told"?

but told they were, the signs on every
church - "butThere is no God" they used to cry
while others thought they had time
I've no need for God was often their reply

sad sad day for them for their bones will
rot for eternity, and ache in earths tortured
ground - just as their eyes would turn away from
God their eyes now vacant empty sockets round

You are the mothers and fathers that have perished
and are now silently calling your children to
death's door for your deeds were done and choices
made which now rest forevermore

You feared not, nor revered the Christ that was
sent from heavens gates, but fear now your companion
and irreverant demons gladly poke you with burning
irons for the fire they must stoke....

for your bones now the the burning embers
asks who is your remaining witness that you
once walked this earth? for the sky and sun
remember you not and continues with its life and myrth.

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008