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Symmetry

written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker

 

Rows and rows of surnamed stones
In the cemetery symmetry of collective bones.
Some need a place to come and mourn
And for sorrowful flowers to adorn.

The soil drenched with tears of those who cried
On these hallowed grounds all sanctified.
Naked in this world we're born,
And we exit with either pomp or scorn.

When we leave this world, we leave alone with just a
Trace of grace and these engraved headstones.
Now I see and grieve before this prayer I groan,
While others leave for their eternal home.

We chance to hear that resonating voice.
At least we depart here, not by choice.
We leave behind all that we own.
When we leave this world, we leave alone.

Kenneth Vincent Walker

Kenneth Vincent Walker

Kenneth Vincent Walker is a "New Formalist" poet, spoken word artist, performer, and author of BORDERLINE ABSURD (An Exercise in Rhyme and Reason) published by Poem Sugar Press 2015. Kenneth has performed his brand of high-energy prose throughout South Central Pennsylvania, with a brief stint in Washington, DC. KVW Poetry has been a mainstay at most of the outdoor festivals in the region. Last year at the inaugural York Fringe Festival, he was the only poet chosen to perform in a field of mixed artistic disciplines. Kenneth has been the featured poet at all of the poetry venues in the area, and has been known to drop in time and again during open-mic readings. Kenneth Vincent Walker lives for his Art, and that is obvious. Each and every performance is a memorable experience.
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