MY LOST KINGDOM


Poetry

73

All turns to dust in my dying eyes
So it must, the clouds signal my end
Only love is that a unified land unseen
What tales the future holds, we shall see

You must not forget to tell me at my tombstone
What happens, when the light hits the water
Of your generation, I shall smile up above
While when I was alive I slept alone feeling self-pity

I must admit now that I am dead, I am as
A River of Dream, with so much excitement
For other souls and the lives of ever-after
How little I knew of things unseen

All turns to dust in my dying eyes
Three thousand years passes by so quickly
Suddenly I have become as a captured prisoner
Beyond time, but not without love

How could I forget the day we hurried
The day of the last tears you shed for me.