Graveyard Poem by ZeGaLa Nobody

I was there
I can still hear their falling tear
voices of death which screams on me
wings of angels by golden maybe
they advising me way and where
and now I too by panic scream

I hope in end of bad dream by time
that one where I´m convict
how much feather from shine
I must collect to silence voiceless
what people see on it
that much of them hopeless

stone columns full of stories
years of dreaming and lifetime
days completed from pieces
and flowers extincted in time
heaven isn´t here other
just dreams of gods former