Death March.

[Drakota123]

DEATH MARCH.
Crusted leaves fall to the ground,
Trees blackened to the sounds,
The crunch of the dead man's steps,
The howl of a starved wolf,
The panic of a mouse,
The Mourning of a child,
Her sake driven to the underworld.

Time ticking,
As the gates slowly open,
for death is the word,
as the dark sky haunts the night,
Creaking doors echoeing into the dusky sight,
Hands leeching from moss ridden graves,
All sodden and wet from years passed,
Cracked slabs known as gravestones,
No longer can you see the writing to be,
The disembodied voices of the graves,
For a child's sake,
Save the body from the underworld.

Now risen from slow minutes,
Deadly stench,
Floats into the mild air,
Nothing spoken,
Nothing heard,
But a dead bodies cracking bones.

Creak goes the gates as they close,
Squeak goes the panicked mouse,
Crunch now snap,
For here is the marching,
Of the dead.


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