The Mumbles of the Living

From strained and desperate echoes
Inside a fallow year
Recognition haunts the thief
In fiefdom 'twixt her ears

Laden hot with memory
Sharp orating regret
The hunter now the hunted
By forgiveness beset

The prison of a moment
The freedom of remorse
The balance of inception
The chaos of divorce

The mumbles of the living
The chanting of the dead
The choice-less and their choosing
The weight of words unread

The grave patiently waiting
Hatred exile and death
The warmth of slow confusion
The pain of steady breath

Cast the wind in bronze and see
The sculptor plain as day
Heaven is a place on earth
But death the only way