A Century of Patience

A Century of Patience

A Poem by Soul Fire

I walk through the graveyards,
In my evening dress.

I walk by the abandoned churches,
Wearing my best black gown.

I look at the tombstones,
Read the names of whos buried down there.

''Albert,
Alexander,
Bernadette,
and
Leard.''

I  sit infront of the tomb of the lover that once was.
I wonder what his story was.
What was it like when it was the way it''T'was.''

I stroke my finger against the stone,
The body below me,gives out a groan.

I grin as the ground erodes,
and there you are my lover.

I pick up a shovel,and throw the dirt away,
I open up your coffin.
And you promise to stay.

I pull you close,
as we dance and sway.

I've been waiting nearly a century to see your face again.
Nothings' changed.
I pull the maggots off your green flesh.
You smile and say ''Together at last.''
We are finally together,at last!


Dead,you once were.
Undead forever.

And now nothing matters,
Now that we're together.








© 2012 Soul Fire


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 Soul Fire
Soul Fire

Little Dreams, Dreamland, Canada



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A Poem by Soul Fire