The grave is dug and it thirst for me
The casket yearns and calls my name
Outside they weep and speak lies
The rain falls and mocks those who wait for me
I am blinded by darkness and surrounded by silence
And the darkness laughs and the silence is content
The casket is betrayed in completion and in audience
The rain breaks as the casket is lowered
The darkness swallows the light and gives reprieve to the heir
They are dressed in the poignant smell of fear and alones
They talk of memories and loss
They are blinded by lies and false truths
They offer themselves as sacrifices for my return
They believe their own words and they are fools
And it is finished, I am laid to rest and the earth sighs
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There was thirst to dig the grave was thought provoking. Darkness swallowed with memories of light. Amazing poem is shared.10