Poems of the Inner Spark

Dead Body:

 

I lay in the basement

My body is cold

Bugs eat at me

The blood has been dried for weeks

 

As people search my house

I wait for them

They make their way down to me

The see me laid on the ground

 

After their shock the make their way

They get me a bag

I lay in the bag

I wait till a lady opens the bag

 

She tests me body to see

To see why I am stiff

The they close the bag

Until I reach the casket

 

They put makeup on me

They put a suit on me

I am looked at by my loved ones

Then the close me up

 

I am now buried six feet under

I am now bones

Bugs have taken my body

I am content

 Poems like this can be found in my book, “Poems of the Inner Spark”, which can be found at.

 http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=poems%20of%20the%20inner%20spark&sprefix=poems%2Caps&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Apoems%20of%20the%20inner%20spark 

 

 

 

 

 

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