AMONG THE GRAVES

Do you have a destroyer coming down your starboard side
Is there a plane crash in your memory
Looking down you see a hurst
and you say
man I don’t want to drive
but its just a short way to the graveyard

They say the dead don’t rise
but they haven’t looked in your eyes
Most of your life you wore a disguise
Show your true self and they are surprised
But why
Can’t they see themselves in you

The graves are many
But the living are few

By:  Roger Harkness


 

 
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