About the Dead
pink granite headstones
white cross above resting bones
down with Davy Jones
ashes thrown to the four winds
places death’s journey begins
where their spirit is
under massive pyramids
led by Osiris
not toward the Pearly Gates
where just Saint Peter awaits
stored in a grotto
angels singing vibrato
chanting staccato
entombed under earthen mounds
where their artifacts are found
still and decaying
all said to be awaiting
the Second Coming
coffins into the ground thrust
the next stage in dust to dust
Copyright © Ng Rippel | Year Posted 2022
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