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Requiem

Requiem

You cannot pick me up
For I am your transgressor
You cannot wake me, 
I am your confessor
That thy shalt seek remorse
For this atonement 
This atonement is for eternity

You cannot save me now
Not a hundred pianos nor a 100 players
The dead wilt in the dark
Amidst the mould of remorse
Where this dark day ends 
In this the last concerto

Play this melody through the silence 
Wakening soldiers in the darkness
Let the noise permeate and transcend 
Until waters gentle play 
Their notes in the garden 
The gardens of peace and hope

For what of you now
At this tomb a melody plays 
This last Requiem of tears 
Dust to dust, earth to earth
For all the forsaken years

You cannot pick me up
The soul lies dormant in the dark
The ghosts of Getsemmene have come and gone
You have exited through the door
Playing the piano once more 
Dust to dust, earth to earth 
A final requiem for the soul 

 

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Richard Waters

Incredible ! A truly impressive write which shows so much care and attention went into it !

Thanks for sharing !  Best wishes !

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Jai Masters

Thank you Richard; I wrote the poem for the dead
and did my best to convey the feeling,
I appreciate your good thoughts on Requiem.

Best wishes Jai :)

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