Graveyard Poem

This is a poem after a long time. About my grandfathers.

 

 

A long time ago
A traveller built his hut
Outside the town park
Where two boys played
This was after the king was poisoned 
And the Queen sent to the nunnery
And the children sent close away
These boys didn’t leave
And maybe they never met each other
But ran through the same grass
They rose to their charms and beauty
And left for war
And left for the forests
Within track struck trains
And in the curves of lost thoughts
Their children inherited
Languages now lost
Stories still echoed
Both young…troubled
Amazed and in tears
That God fed them
As if they were –
And now just a few steps aside
They lay deep in eternal sleep
With the graves almost lost
Where nobody came
Where everyone forgot
Then why do I
Blushed like the petals
Cry