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[aid] => mick
[title] => ASHES
[time] => 2014-07-13 00:50:20
[hometext] => What will they say about us?
[bodytext] => The graveyards tell tales of lives poorly spent; Taken before they met their intent! The headstones quote homages WE chose to pay; Vauge obscure platitudes chisled in grey. Boot Hill in Tombstone tells tales of fate: “Hung by a Mob” or “Shot my Mistake” I wonder what lessons we’d read on these stones; Could some of them chosen last words of their own; Warnings, apologies, final good-byes? Verses unfiltered by family pride! A graduate thesis, their final exam; A lifetime of verse by the blessed and the damned? --------------------------------------------------------- “All that you own will soon fall apart. “ If you nourish your wallet; instead of your heart” “Don’t raise your boys to be silent and strong” “Give them permission to cry, and be wrong!” “Own your mistakes, or lie here in shame; Awaiting the ones who shouldered the blame.” “Lower your face when denying the needy; Or see in their eyes the face of the greedy. “ “Cheer up if you’re dealt a hand that is hard! Cause once you’re here pal, you’ve played your last card.” -------------------------------------------- It’s not death that haunts me; but silence I dread; The words in my heart that will never be said! Is there a someone who needs my embrace? A word or a deed there’s still time to erase? What if tomorrow should be our last day? What do you think our tombstones will say? “Dearly beloved”? Or merely “Here lies!” (So much for keeping our lifelong disguise!) Will we have flowers, or weeds long forgot; Or sorrowful memories of all we were not? Each time we come here to visit bereft; They will be counting the days we have left! We’ve been invited --and they know just when; And should we arrive with no time for amends; We may hear them laughing, (they tried to remind us!) Or is that the gate closing slowly behind us? It’s only their welcome.. that rattling sound.. A chant from the dark and the cold of the ground: “Ashes to Ashes; Dust to Dust; Live while you can; Die when you must; When it's too late; You’ll always have us"! [comments] => 5 [counter] => 245 [topic] => 13 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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