One day we'll sicken. <br />Come quickly the hour. <br />Know earth a love- <br />When flesh does turn sour. <br /> <br />Smile will the world- <br />As bones turn to flowers. <br />Gone all our remedies: <br />Gone oily towers.<br /><br />Kyle Hamp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-bones-turn-to-flowers/
