Fence Garden

In ourselves location
Scourged together
Watching heaven
For the fence
Garden feeling
In themselves in
The mean time
Anything out of
It became better
Than these
Kingdoms
Or their border
Better than your
Border in ourselves
Outside of the
Witness watching
Hitting me so no
One can happen to
Think of it becoming
And where will you
Leave your glory in
Yourselves becoming
Soon after neither
One returned to
Laughter neither one
Succumbed to tell
Their story in themselves
Dilapidation calling
Where will you
Leave your
Glory.