captured souls
the captured souls are piled in his wagon
one spiritual corpse upon another
in preparation for the journey to the other world
a colorless world without even gray
so run and hide away
there is where the stones laugh and cry
as they are thrown by soulless minions
made from the spit of evil's tongue
while the living above know nothing
of this horror, birthed in the realm of death
it is spoken of in whispers of woe
and shooed away like a pesky fly
as the wagon driver passes by
and listens for the sound of rotting bones
amidst the flow of invisible tears
the captured souls are piled in his wagon
one spiritual corpse upon another.......
so run and hide away !
By misunderstood1
© 2011 misunderstood1
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