Without Vendetta

You are putting 
stones in empty coffin. 
It may harbor the ― 
methane after the tribal savagery. 

The internal search 
still goes on to find the 
abode of no-gods. 

This grief of burying 
yourself in deep freeze like 
a mammoth to― 
be found later as an ecstasy. 

How do you count the heads― 
that will not say― 
any prayers now, without 
the bodies? 

You can walk the rest of miles in universal pain.