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THE COFFIN SWAYS

The coffin sways;
The people grumbles;
Popping out drinks to libation,
Pacifying with the ancestors to receive the deceased;
As so is thought of the content in the coffin 
Unwilling to depart into the grave:
The coffin sways, and what is thought dead,
Has awakened from a long lasting coma;
Kicking and shouting so loud, but no one could possibly hear.
The coffin rest on holds of the family: swaying, and who cares.

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  1. Date: 3/4/2013 11:25:00 AM

    Unique theme with ambiguos tones. Well done.

    More Avatar Clay More Date: 3/10/2013 7:14:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks Kim Van. i appreciate that!