Death

Lost in the middle of nowhere,

No star, no sun, so wind,

Glanced over the pile of sand,

No flower, no voucher, no counter,

Last breath became the endless sign,

Death came without calling,

Barrier of life couldn't be declined,

Every soul woke up with crawling,

Every word remained speechless,

Every action stayed motionless,

No blood bound the loneliness,

All alone accounted for the wickedness.