The
graveyards by the road
On
both sides of the interjunction
Every
time the traffic light turns red
The
motorists will see homes of the dead
Many
times travelling through
The
motorists will not think about it
The
graveyards by the road
It
reminds us we aren't the immortals
On
the high slope of the hill
It
is believe of a perfect view and harmony
It
is a tiring climb for the living descendants
On
All Souls Day in each year
On
the low ground
It
may live with rain water
The
angels tears washing away sins
The
purification back to nature drills
The
graveyards are markers
Where
the departed souls laid to rest
It
is just a symbolic sign nothing else
A
sign to say every one must live with it
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