Moth

Found Poem

Whispers from the universe

lost in time.

Tombstones that carry the family name.

Return there to seek inspirations,

wonders to behold.

Keep everything in memory.

Lower a coffin into the grave.

Valley of the dry bones.

Eden restored.

Satans influence pervades.

The clock is ticking, the end of time.

Do not walk with the wicked.

Do not stand in the way of sinners.

Do not be affraide or discouraged. 

You are destine to die once, and face judgment.

The earth beneath barred me in my forever.

I saw the beast.

I saw an angel.

I saw the dead.

The sin and doom of ungodly people.

They follow me below.