Then comes weeping and wailing
The incessant cries.
Terrified eyes shed tears
looking down upon wide open eyes.
Tears drop onto, and stream down the face of the lifeless
as if the lifeless cries in a state of perfect stillness.
The screams and wails of the left behind
scorch the morbid silence.
Onlookers fill the room.
Some mumble incoherently
as if they’re in some nightmarish daze.
Suddenly the mortality of man
Is counted and measured in dreadful wonder.
Minds start to think of the darkness,
And search for immediate refuge.
The light, oh that beautiful light.
The wails become distant
As the room empties.
The crying fades.
Only mute pictures in frames are left to witness.
Again, Silence lies.