A land of green in summer breeze
Kiss of night wind will make you freeze.
Peace came out in absence of light
An unwanted guest by midnight.

A name engraved to perfection
Add thoughts to someone's perception,
Determine the years that have passed
The tombstone will tell if it'll last.

Bones and skulls are scattered in there
Some in corners, some are under
Are those what causes the foul smell?
Or from the open corpses' shell?

The place where people find their peace
A life full of calmness and ease,
Something living cannot be found
Unless you're buried underground.
© uwak