Decay Poem - Sound

Decay poem

The house stands with a friend

This is the beginning but will be the end

The life survives by the man

But he will wish he could have ran

He stumbles out the door

He will be questioned by the law

His expression is somewhat bored

He will one day be judged by the lord

The car he now posses' and drives

Will now be a weapon to take lives

The life drains from her soul

The meeting will take a large toll

His eye are fixed on the concrete

Her life is falling to her feet

The petals fall and blow in the airstream

And disappear with girl and dream

The warning is in the spades

Holding on as she fades

As the petals wilt and wane

So will she feel their pain

Traveling at a high speed

It will starve rather than feed

As there bodies collide

The act of violence cannot be denied

 Her body takes to the air

All he can do is sit and stare

The twisted body lay

The man left with nothing to say

Car and girl disappear

Looking up, heaven is near

Looking at his blood stained hands

She still lays where she lands

One crawl’s and the other creeps

Whilst the blood still seeps

Preparing for the afterlife beyond this ground

All she needs, she has found

Picking the fruit of healing

She regains all her feeling

Taking just one bite

She no longer needs to fight

She finds her heart, still alive

Her emotions and soul seem to survive

The candle is lit and fills the air with hope

The warmth holds her and helps her cope

The dead will be laid to rest

This will be an emotional test

The girl mourns his passing away

But the girl will have her day

She places flowers on his frame

Waiting until death came 

The poem will be read and played over the film


By Amy Greenaway