Songs of Distant Memory

The cry of stagnant
Blood pools rose,
The whimper of a
Thousand prayers.
One hundred years
Of desperation,
Come creeping up
The battered stairs.
Lonely voices,
Screeching songs and
Tempting calls from
Beyond the grave.
Seeping, leaking,
Rotting and weeping,
Unanswered prayers are
Yet to be made.