And as she lay dying

I sat by the church,

the choir were singing

for peace on this earth.

They called to their God

in heaven above,

they prayed for redemption

forgiveness and love.

The grave yard was ancient

full of sinners and saints,

lichens and moss

made the epitaphs feint.

God promised you heaven

where the angels dwell,

and I am alone now

you’ve left me in hell.

© Nine Years 28.06.2014

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm