skeleton hills
stand tall
even though
they stand dead

trees like
backbones
poking through
the hills flesh

don't cry
my dear
they chose
to die here

death shall
be beautiful
just look at
those skeleton hills

low clouds
hang frames
along the
mountains back

wildflowers
grow promising
life does show
on skeleton hills

dry your
tears for
it's the sky's
turn to cry

If I
could chose
I'd die
right here

dignified death
for they
stand dead
on skeleton hills.