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Our Father's

White cloaked among the shine of brass and glass, Father waits,
cries of past and present mingle, among the cairns of dead.
He paces penitently within the maze 
of the stucco glazed cemetery.

"Shall I pray for your dead? He seems to say.. 
Have you paid the fee?"
The dead rule here and he is their voice.
“How many Our Father’s shall I say?”
Money, as always the key….

“My child why do you cry?”
Father inquires with Priestly aplomb.
“Only God now knows where your mother has gone.”
Half dead flowers fall from the child’s hand.

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  1. Date: 1/4/2013 4:31:00 AM
    Life and her sister death go hand in hand. We cannot have the one without the other. Lovely writing although sad. Thank you

  1. Date: 1/3/2013 9:40:00 PM
    This is nice Debbie, but it's sad. thanks for sharing. Here in Texas, where my parents were born, it's out in the country. People don't have to pay for cemetary Plots. The own relatives dig the graves and cover them. Only the people that wee born there. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

  1. Date: 1/3/2013 4:40:00 PM
    That was not a good answer for a child..I disagree with that..Enjoyed reading the work..The idea behind it is a good one to express..Sara

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    Date: 1/3/2013 6:32:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    In Peru if you don't keep up your monthly payments on the tomb/cairn they throw the bones away, that's what they did and gave the site to someone who had the money to pay. So, the Priests answer was a truthful one, the way of the world.
  1. Date: 1/3/2013 11:37:00 AM
    A powerful write Debbie, I especially love the ending, it says it all, hope your feeling better, hugs xxx