The Cemetery Poem by Chris Zachariou

The Cemetery

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I see their names carved in stone
on marble crosses with roots of bone

trees dripping with death and tears
bloodlines buried for a thousand years

perched for ever on this barren hill
obedient keepers of our Fathers' Will.

Saturday, October 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 12 October 2019

Beautiful one on death, Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole

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Chris Zachariou 13 October 2019

It is kind of you of you to read and comment on my poem. Thank you.

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