The Un-Named Poem by Hayley Lewis

Wherever tears have fallen,
Broken flowers bloom.
To salute whatever sun
Has the patience to resume.

Wherever minds have melded,
A memory asails.
To haunt whatever fragments
Of a new day yet regailed.

Beyond whatever mystery,
In the new age coverted race.
Lies a vanity perverted
By a soldier now disgraced.

With hoistered arms,
And leaden soul,
Bullets like my sweets.
He sits alone, forever damned
In the empty murdered streets.

Dear whatever minds
Still tick like mine,
And to the souls remained
Though many beauties
Are buried long,
In shallow empty graves.