Finding Truth Forum new poem up, need feedback

it's called graveyard from yonder....check it out!

Graveyard from Yonder


Let�s all lean toward the funeral where the sounds of the white night drop their little feet onto the ears of the tree trunks; where as the gravestones start humming their sweet melodic epitaphs into those ears and through those ears may come forgiveness. Through those ears may come virtue, and the staggering voice of reason. Maybe those little feet that perched themselves onto those tree ears will listen to the voices they slain and come to the conclusion that from those shallow grey graves, full bright decadent hearts will emerge.