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Funeral

Jesus said there would be gold
But all I see is caskets and grave stones
Jesus said there would be gold
But all I hear is weeping and grieving
Jesus said there would be snow
And I believe him
Because I can see the buffalo roam
And the old men growing old
And the frozen tears that tell us their gone
We chose to see the windows
And rainbows
And flashy dollars that ignite the soul
We settle for materials
But let’s all try to stay gold
They said if only you can imagine them
Dancing with God
Laughing with God
Crying no more with God
But here we are with tear soaked sweaters
And handkerchiefs tied in little bows
For those who have lost
Goodbye evermore
Jesus said there would be gold
If the breeze has you backwards holding your cold
And the spark of your engine won’t ignite
And your grandfathers words don’t seem quite right
And we all think we’re too skinny, too slender, too plump
And were rackin around thinkin everyones too dumb
Like these hands that were holding seem to never be enough
Like our whole organs seem to go numb
And the brisk walks we take freeze our knees 
And the door won’t open because we don’t have the keys
Jesus said there would be gold
Up there going round
Like the roundy wheels where you get sushi in town
But all I see is beers and wine
This drink that I’m holding
This list I am writing
This pack that I’m smoking
This lip I am smacking
This knuckles I am cracking
This wind that is blowing
Makes me keep thinking
Who will I be when I’m six feet under
Like the girls in the casket
And my cousins that are no longer breathin
And my family that keeps on tearing
And my mother that can’t stop weeping
Jesus said there would be gold
Can we tell where it is
Where we are
Who we’ll be
Six feet under to a world with he
And I can see them playing
With a cross their wearing
With their feet a clacking
With their knees not shaking
And their ears a hearing
And the sounds of the angels
Can’t dance around the word at a funeral
Jesus said there would be gold
But all I see is caskets and grave stone
Jesus said there would be gold
And I believe him
Because I can see them smiling
I can see them laughing
I can see them prancing
I can see them running
Jesus said there would be snow
And there was
Covering our boots
Near the grave stone we stood
And the songs of angels
Can’t tip toe around the tears at a funeral.






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  1. Date: 7/18/2013 6:50:00 AM

    Your writing is very powerful. A lot of messages within your messages. Your words demand to be read and I am happy to comply. Congratulations.

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 6:43:00 PM

    So sad. Congrats on your win! Love, Kim

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 5:28:00 PM

    Hi Katie, Congrats with your awesome win... luv~ LINDA

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 4:24:00 PM

    Katie, Congratulations with your dancing poem in Giorgio V's contest. have yourself a nice one ~ SKAT ~