The Mourning is Here

A poem about the coming of the Mourning.

The Mourning is here,
filled with promise yet so black
The Mourning is here,
ready to destroy and attack.

No light is shone in the Mourning,
only tears are shed,
as the lifeless takes his place,
among the rotting dead.

Whether it be one lifeless body,
or one single lonely tear,
The Mourning is upon us,
The Mourning is here.