Aaron

Buried deep under earth and stone,
my best friend is rotting and my best friend is dead,
locked in a room now forever alone.

And for all his sins he can never atone,
with every crime against god now an echo in the head,
buried deep under earth and stone.

Listening to nature scream and groan,
praying for the songs of birds instead,
locked in a room now forever alone.

Buried by mother who did disown,
who brought him milk and brought him bread,
buried deep under earth and stone.

Now kneeling in the rain with whispered moan,
six feet below his skin is being nonchalantly shed,
locked in a room now forever alone.

And with a thousand chances eternally blown,
now down the wrong path being infinitely led,
buried deep under earth and stone,
locked in a room now forever alone.