Rattlebone Graveyard

Rattlebone Graveyard

A Poem by A.N. Alexei
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Death takes you by the hand, kicking and screaming, but in the end, your struggling had very little meaning, his plans for your soul are quite grand

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 The rolling crimson hills,
 The blackened grave stones-
Filled me with chills
Then there was Death,
whispering in my ear, 
Words I did not want, and needn't hear

Here he catches you, in his humble home
When your haunted, tired spirit-
Just wished to be left alone
Remember never before I thought I'd see-
a being as great as he
"Come too! Stay in my soft warm bed,
But be careful! I needn't want to fancy you dead!"

Now in his rattlebone graveyard I stay,
Until he see's fit till the end of my day, 
One night I asked a guard with his head on his shoulder
"Will we ever be set free?"
He shook his head, unsure;
"Perhaps when the years pass, and turn into an eternity"

© 2013 A.N. Alexei


Author's Note

A.N. Alexei
Sorry about the rhyme scheme being off in the last four lines :P

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Added on January 9, 2013
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