marble headstone guides my path
Past freshly-shoveled earth–
A grim reminder of my name
And days allowed since birth.
I rise above the icy stone
In phantom shades of white;
Encircled by unearthly mists,
I cry into the night...
"Who forgot to call my name?
Please make your presence known;
I do not wish to linger here,
Afraid and all alone."
The thunder rumbles east to west
In lieu of a reply
As clouds blot out a final hope
Held captive in the sky.
Straining upward through the storm
With dark unblinking gaze,
I shake my fist against the gale
And lightning’s brilliant blaze...
"Who forgot to take my hand
And walk me through the rain?
Because I thought nobody cared,
I sheathed my heart with pain."
The tempest howling through the trees
Bequeaths a mournful song,
Composed of grief and broken dreams
And prayers which don’t belong.
Avoiding stones and monuments
Of those who've shared my fate,
I turn to flee but cannot move
Beyond the rusted gate...
"Who forgot to speak the truth
When God incurred my wrath?
By drinking deep of bitter tears,
I wove a twisted path."
The muffled crunch of grinding rock
The earth reveals a gaping wound
Where hellish fires glow.
Unholy legions swarm my grave
And strip me of my choice;
Their horrid screaming fills my ears
And drowns my pleading voice...
"Who forgot to save my soul
Before my time to die?
Without my cloak of sinful flesh,
The choice has passed me by."
Hands of darkness drag me down
For sins I can't atone;
Resisting more than during life,
I clutch at polished stone.
Above me looms the marble slab
Which bears my graven name–
A grim reminder who forgot,
And who deserves the blame...
…Exhausted, I release my grip
And slip into the