The
coffin put on the trolley
The
colour of orange with gold trimming
The
joss sticks burning slowly
The
food of chicken and whole pig offered
With
oranges too on the table
The
chief priest came
The
final rites he performed
Sons
bowed and knelt then bowed again
The
last respect to their late father
Followed
by brothers and sisters, uncles and aunties
Then
came the nieces and nephews
The
last to offer respect friends he knew
Later
the final rites
The
chief priest performed
The
sending off would be imminent
He
asked to view the last image
Before
the coffin was closed forever
The
drum beats and trumpet
The
coffin lifted to the waiting hearse
The
people then followed behind
Walking
the distance in town
Goodbye
Ah Chow
May
you find your peace
A
new chapter to write
Till
another time
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