Friday, February 17, 2017

the coffins on the fly


The coffins on the fly
In the day it blocks the sun
Sleeping through the whole
No sound for the dead souls

The chanting on the rise
The voices rising high
The believers bring it on
The bad elements smile

Lay down on the ground
The chanting is gone for now
Leaving the coffins to the night
The shadows who will go

The coffins on the fly
It brings the bad omen
Sleeping through the whole
No sound for the dead souls

The gatherers arrive
With torch lights and candles
In the midnight under the stars
They pray to get rich quickly

The shadows arrive
As silent as the wind
Slowly the souls are taken
Leaving the elements behind

The coffins for the fallen
In the deep sleep of silence
They will get rich in the Earth
The abundance with Nature


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