Poetic Speech

A breathing ghost sent flashes of past judgments and old habits| The view was witnessed with eyes closed| In a distant memory that reappeared as the casket closed| Rain swept across my face| Down the land that saw me rest| And met with a cold stare| In a gloomy sky that reflected off the shining path| A space to resurrect| Manifested from a departing cloud| Giving room for light to shine| To breed with the wet dew| In that land where my memories rest| And a sudden adventure began| The roots grew a single rose on top the concrete slab that gave the sky a new area to glow|

They said the gray hair died| Multiplied in multiples then all of a sudden| Deceased| Gone from the place| Once more they mistake isolation for death| Not enough oil to swallow| The over privileged get overfed| The underfed suffer in the corner not seen for days| Or rather seen for dead| Death covers stains| The cuts and bumps| Digging in the next man's trash| Hoping to find another man's treasure| Or rather another man's loss| A meal to stop the screeching| The rumbles| Without notice they take notice| Eye balls turning corners Scavenging the place| Oh!| We no longer have any use for company| Stare into the walls for they are the only things you'll need| Come closer as the bifocals uncover the stage| Release the hounds make him scream until there is no more left| One more is never enough multiply the sands| Create the castle| Then let the waves drain it away| The hurricane blow it away| The thunderstorms wash it awa...

You see the light shine bright on the other side| Try to catch it before it hides beyond the clouds| Shadows fallow as you stumble| One last breath as light runs away| Speed up to catch one last glimpse| Try to preserve its brightness for another day| Tears flow down as your last chance fades out| You know there is no option for another day| You reach the mountain top| Though the light lost its bright| No more life as you see your last days slowly fade away|