Saturday, August 24, 2013

of a time the souls are free

The dead of night
The silence walk the road
The night breezes whirring
Of a time the souls are free

The black dogs watch
The eyes glow nothing to see
It's the time the souls are free
Once a year on a particular month

The living of a faith
The roadside praying of candles and joss sticks
Offering food and chines wine
The black dogs wait

The gold and silver papers offering
Burning into ashes believing of the bounties
In the Hades world for getting good scores
Of a time the souls are free


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