Between uneven rows

Walk between uneven rows, between the stones of yesterday’s foes..
Stand where hurts crease the fallow land, hearing loss of from a weeping man…
Here, where hearts fear to tread, here among the dead, find my soul…
Tormented by unchanging waves of grief, born in a past deepening with each tossing roll…
Kneel now, prayers lips parched in repentant echoes, a faith returned now grows…
Between marbled, etched stones, names lost, deeds untold, I go…
Leaving my loss there with the earth tossed, an epitaph crossed…
Walk between uneven rows, between the stones of yesterday, as the pain away no goes…
WAM

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