Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Poetry ❯ The Cemetery's Hill ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The Cemetery's Hill.

-Stephanie Shane 6/29/06

Strong I am,

weak I know not.

Another lie,

another tear.

Of Man I am made,

the blood, the tears, and bones.

Knock down the walls,

made of shallow stone.

Beaten into submission,

yet never yielding my stance.

Of Man I am made,

the blood, the tears, and broken bones.

Now I lay weaker than strong,

yet never yielding.

As the night clouds,

burn into morning mist.

Of Man I am made,

the blood, the new tears, and broken bones.

Here I stand,

a memoir to all.

I'm stronger than I look,

for my ground has never shook.

Of Man I am made,

the old blood, the new tears, and broken bones.

Never forget,

what happened here.

Dark and cold,

the Cemetery's Hill.

Of Man I am made,

yes the Men who died that day.