Death flies
She said she lies
In a bouquet of casket flowers
Her sons shred the cheek of sweat
A time to make mom smile
Fled whirlwind in a mile
I was born to decide the days I lived with pain and certainly fear
Some words my heart held dear
All ancestry reckon the fate
A destined little lifetime
Of suffrage and inconvenience
Empty kennels to shine in a dark veil
And then comes the angel calling
To a another lifetime of vanguard resurrection
Death flies...with wingless tentacles