A myriad of inscription
The bereaved, the monumental stone
The moss, the forgotten
The unforgettable misconduct
"Here lies, the carcass of a man,
Mistreated and misread,
A haunting hollow cadaver,
Put to rest, hereby a pest."
When the bell rings sephia
He was a standing stone man
Treading the black ooze of norms
Walking, swimming
Breathing and drowning
"I am not a *****,
Not a ***** of eyes
Take me as I am,
A belittled man in a straightjacket."
"I promise one thing,
Not an eternal curiosity,
But a happiness
Inside this monochromatic eyes."
They cut the jacket
Releasing a specter, the blue one
Which they had, they should
"The book told us to" they said
Thus, the story ends
Implying the rudimental humanity
"Bound by fate,
Parted by human."
The two last line etched in gloom.
A burial ground for mistakes and rejects.