Below This Ground

Here he lies in front of us all Nothing wrong; he is dead that's all Vanity be our tears for his eyes have forever closed And if ours ever see him again, he shall then be a ghost He no longer resides in this world His new residence to be is below this ground Perhaps he touched your life, perhaps he got into your nerves Perhaps you had some beef with him, perhaps you had lots of laughs Little it matters now whatever your connection was His demise could be someone's gain, but its to most of us, a loss That is why we are here today, some of us silent and others crying out loud To lay this dear friend of ours below this ground Memories of him is all that shall now remain Some to be remembered fondly and some with a lot of pain Those who will remember him the longest loved him the most I hope they will gather every year this date to make a toast To plant flowers on his grave all around So that his memories will not rot with him below this ground We shall see him again if there is a life after this one we know I wish I could assure there is a place we are all meant to go A place we could all be happy together like a clown on morphine But I guess we shall find out one day when it is our turn in the coffin We shall meet the silence or we shall hear the sound We shall see the light or remain in the dark, beside him below this ground.