Grave

A shollow grave

were dead man lay

as dead as night

as cold as death.

 

The rain should fall

a wet damp place

were life is none

and dead men pray.

 

The moon is bright

in the great blue sky

and the stars shine bright

in that lonely sky.

 

So dig me a grave

for that dead man walking

for the life will die

and he says goodbye.

Reviews

[Starting Over]

Loved this.. powerful, emotional, raw! Great job Jules...