Another wrecked soul,
Has withered among his dreams
How they drained the sparks that remained
And damned his hollow carcass to its hellish fate
A cold farewell is somberly hoist
Billow not far behind
The black mourning trails
That stream from the highest steeple

What was once love
Peered shyly from her lone balcony
Unmoved by the mere trails in the bitter frost
Wrapped in her pink morning garb
She sought refuge
Beneath the tenderness, of a sibling’s swift treachery

And confined
The dreamer softly rattles
Eyes shut and bound by eternity
Forever more he’ll rest in black
With locks combed and carefully swept
Tailored to perfection for the looming earth

An organic affair
Spawned so long ago
Schemed with diligence,
By this dearly departed savior
How the stages endlessly larked his namesake
Rearing his timeless words
That bloom and prosper at the parting curtains

Streaks of joy
Pool beneath each wavering heart
Quieting, the outer bustle of existence
And many more file, to behold his seed
Rosy cheeked, with eyes of glimmering promise

They beam incessantly
Within the safety of a mother stage
Crooning, the songs of fatherly strife
Long after his silent passing

A drawn procession
Spills into a moonlit burial
As the hallows spark reverence for the lost
Glinting from the hands of huddled strangers
Trembling, feverishly in grief and despair

They bellow out of the darkness
Crying to a distant father
Faltering, winded and broken
As he is fed to the lowly depths
From which, he will never prevail

Alone he sank, pardoned off by strangers
Void of a kin’s true and loving farewell
Not one tear was shed from those treasured few
Consumed in their own winding existence
Affection, and remembrance
Eludes them all

Let him rest now
And join his perpetual dreams