faces ghost-lit on the catacomb walls

go out when unbelievers breach the crypts

pilfer the material treasures of those

who have less use for them now than before


and watch some utterance made in human ignorance

take form in the torch-blackened passage

as remains are excavated by the ghouls of greed

and the ghostly faces bide their time for redress






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