What do you find, looking into the eyes
of those who are remnants of life
of those who are here but found in the afterlife
of those who cry, silent tear
of those who are dear only from a distance
of those whose existence contained in a sphere
of those who hear but don’t listen
of those whose actions lie in the righteous talk
of those who walk in faith but bathe in blood
of those who judge with their eyes then lie and cheat
of those who sell their soul for a piece of gold, then all are buried 6 feet deep