In the graves,is where we have to have plead guilty

In the graves is that we have to plead guilty (poem)

Like a ocean I was in a flowing motion,
 Blowing like a grazing wind under the shadows of my own sins.
  But now these empty spaces in my heart screams out aloud & echoes,
   'That I am a sinner',
   'and the sin is my only nature'.
  'I fell guilty in my own eyes',
   'I have fallen apart from your kind mercy(o God).'
 'The only reality of my life,are those rules of nature that will never change,
  And this destiny will never cease to erase the existence of my life upon the earth.'
 Of the dust & soil we are made of,
  And there in we will get assimilated.
 What I earned & yielded shall slip like a crispy sand out of the tight clenches of my hands.
  Empty hands we came,
  Empty handed we shall go.
  I wish if the graves had that much space to carry the burden of my sins,
  And in the graves is where we have to have plead guilty.