Friday, February 12, 2016

the old graveyard


The old graveyard
Along the busy trunk road
Every motorist will see it
While driving pass

The day of witches
The day of black magic
The day of scaring children
All seem disappear

It has become a normal scene
Nobody will look at it
Some may do but it never brings bad omen
They just wish it shouldn't be near the road

Once a developer wanted the land
Of his project laid out with his vision
Now he seemed to change his plan
There is nothing about hotel and bus station

The graveyard of old
Relatives long forgotten
The old tombstones decay
They are left to the elements

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