Sand Man of the Century

Here lyes a man without the will to stand
He stares upon the sky painted in red
Unknown shall the golden sun set beyond
So will his mind be without a thought.

"Cast out my breath into it's long last sleep
Into corners shall my mind be too deep
I shall regret my life, my love in time
Yet end it now or never again fall."

He spoke through the hollowing peaks belly
"I hunger in due past shall not last
May the blackened beaked crows feed on my flesh?
I shall not mourn in such a time as this."
Dust blew as the rising dunes fell off
So shall nations who fell under the poor
Dry shall the fertile soil of the Earth be
In days of the sand, the world shall tremble.

Drowned by the clashing waves of the world

Exiled by the depth of every love one

The dying man worships no god or word
Damned shall he be and his born son.

A cloud of mist covered his sunken eyes
As his eyelids closed, he dreamt of the sea
O how he wished he would be there at last
Looking beyond the ocean, his eyes be.

All shall end in every mans willing post

Poisoned is the grave of his wife's left corps

His chest lifted like a broken glass

He sung his last tone till his tone outlast.

.May God have mercy.

-Anonymous.