Grave Digger
The neverending torrent of bodies
The people whose relatives passed
The piles and piles of bodybags
That only recently amassed
‘Tis my job as a grave digger
To hide them away in the ground
To keep them from the people
Since they spread the virus around
This young and just made graveyard
Is already getting quite full
I take my shovel for digging
And dig another hole
Copyright © Samantha Farley | Year Posted 2015
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