Sunday, July 27, 2014

the graveyard


I walk on the dead
Look at how peaceful it is
Underground the bodies laid
With tombstones to say

In hot sun and windy breezes
Of shadows of my own
The open burial ground
Of loved ones gone

I read the inscriptions
It tells about positive signs
Nothing bad I will find
The natural order of life

The dead underground
No use to say about bad
The living much to do
Cultivate the good don't forget to pray

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