Talking Tombs

Riveting architecture
Chiseled by man
Worn by time

Bears the burden
of a jaded history

For, these walls
echo with silent sobs
of those who never returned home
These stones have felt
the agony of
those who never knew
what a home is

They breathed through
their calculated faults
While laying
the foundation of
someone’s love, victory or flattery

They breathed through
their calculated faults
While laying
the foundation of their tombs
To remain
immortal in
the inanimate shadows