Monday, April 1, 2013

Quiet Observance

Here I stand,
Tall, sturdy, and strong.
A part of this world for so long.

A simple begining,
A tragic end.
Resulting in the death of my best friend.

One hundred years,
I've sheltered many souls.
They've slept in my care and hidden in my holes.

I know who it was.
I saw his face.
I've seen him many times all over this place.

I can't tell them,
I can't speak.
Sometimes this makes me feel weak.

Our language is different,
They won't understand.
If only I could come up with a plan.

To tell them all,
Exactly what I feel.
Unable to speak makes me feel ill.

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