In time you will forget
The fallen star and the bastard son
The silence in the park
The risen hero and the mighty lord
You won't remember
the chaos in the dark
the broken flower nor the weeping willow
Ashen faces mourn the endless banter
among withering vines
You will only regret
bleached bones in the parking lot
and murder in the morning light
You'll dance on the grave of madmen
and whisper in the broken road
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Wow!
This is a wonderful poem. It has something that others don't. My favorite part would be..."You'll dance on the grave of madmen and whisper in the broken road." It's intellectual and a great read. ^_^

