Broken chair walk in cloud of gravel spine <br />Yet montanes cry of lost voices <br />Deserts have been encroached by stamps of death <br />Claws of wind tearing shielding rocks if desolate soul <br />Calm and rough <br />Tiny and wide <br />The echoe of death chase mad dogs <br />Into pit of hell<br /><br />abbas abubakar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raw-death/
