Silence

Silence,
the child
born into the Grave
recollects the minuscule Moments
of who he was and what Once Was
what Could Have Been, but what was not
The sights to Behold, life's course to unfold
Love's Purity will never touch these cold untainted hands
Only the harsh decay of the ground will know him Inside and Out
and the climax of this child's life only entails the dark, mutual, Silence