The Dead Soon Shall Yet Live Poem by oio ZIGA

The light did not shine in the gray skyline.
A lost ghostly stone bridge lay ruined over the
abyss.
A lost valley and a dead flowing life.
The river is gray and frozen.
The souls that once lived soon shall sleep.
The sun had risen only to set it's last.
The final hour when all deed been done.
And shadow of the fading shall rise in it's twilight of
bloody clouds.
Even the ancient trees shall vanish and lay at the
valley of bones and dead flesh.
The eyes that witness shall answer in tear less
sorrow.
The teeth shall gnash and tongues dry.
Hope shall stare lame as hope lingers.
Reality begs the mercy of illusion.
As what is has not been.
Till the sun shall once more rise.
And again the once dead soon shall yet live.
The one that lives shall first die.

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