Threnody

Sleeping in the middle of a memorial park
Flummoxed by my clay which seems so dark
Murmuring a cradlesong on the peak of my throat
Feels like my soul has been treated as scapegoat

Moon seems to bleed since i took my last breath
Stars seem to fade on the honour of my last rites
Escaping memories from the prison of my past
Breaking walls around my grave in my lonely nights

They said an axe under my pillow would give me peace
And they threw holy sand from my face to my knees
Brushed birch twig on the edges of my shining grave
Ripped myocardium apart from the love they all gave

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threnody: A song or hymn of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person

flummoxed: Be a mystery or bewildering to

cradlesong: A quiet song intended to lull a child to sleep

scapegoat: Someone punished for the errors of others

birch twig: birch twigs used to hit people as punishment

myocardium: The middle muscular layer of the heart wall