The Atrium

Bury

We follow the hearse 

down the road

To bury him in the ground 

to erode.

To give our last respects 

and turn away.

 We lay him do to rest 

and send him on his way.

You gather around

and shed a tear

never seeing him again

you all do fear.

I stretch forth

towards the casket

Like a head cut off

rolls right into a basket.

My hands are clamly

my eyes start to swell.

I cry out his name

but only death ears it fell.

Bury him now

Please.