Evermorose

The bare white bones peeled
 From flesh tainted pale
 Bodies of murdered children
 Whose prayers echoed unheard
 Whose bodies gave in
 Under the weight of stone
 Abused beyond tolerance
 carved hollow of pride and life
 Their bodies, hidden in the marshes
 Left for scavangers to nurture
 The life breathing fluids
 absorbed to the fertile land
 Remnants of life long lost
 In which parasites now nestle
 None but the mare itself mourns
 by their unnamed, dank tombs
 Insects toil restless
 Working on tender flesh
 The scale fooling murders
 That only the trees witnessed
 No tears accompany the victims rest
 Soil as their skin
 They lay rotted beneath these meadows
 Forever morose
 These woodlands hide many secrets
 Destinies uncharted by the living
 No one grieves for unborn
 The blind indulge in ignorance
 No one bears to guilt
 Here they lay adormant
 Their putrid hands reaching for heaven
 No one grieves for unborn
 The deal indulge in ignorance
 No one bears the guilt