Poetry of a Blind Girl

graveyard

Graveyard
All in lines
Cold and grey
Cold ,hard stone
Is where I travel today

Seeing from a distance
All in rows
Dark ,hanging trees
And dark black crows

I don't want to be there
Surrounded by the many flowers
This is a mourning place
With mourning cowards

I do not defy
People's rights to come
Staring at the endless sky
Endless tears from the dumb

The graveyard is indifferent
As another is grown
Another day of despair
Despair is all this place has known

Overall it means something
Something I haven't said
Celebrating one's life
Celebrating the exhausted been put to bed