SOUNDING IN DARKNESS

The howling restless wind sounds like wailing lost souls 

Matching her body to forever Glory 

He had felt many heart poundings in his chest ball 

Before was a spirit of loyal feeling and a state of mood 

To make him aware of his last sight 

Hosted witch reasoned his intelligence to erratic 

His mind was as sharp as ever bright 

Just like brain controlling movements of the body 

Brain driver of memories utopia and feeling calm dim 

At the end of the world when the melting matter molded 

Down on dainty mourners flappered narrow 

Drunkard and village idiot jolly sobbers in sorrow 

Never shall it die common like a sparrow 

Shirts and hankies drop water