He's Just Dead

He’s not breathing
He just smells
He is dead
As far we can tell.

It’s a shame
No one is to blame.
He is dead
Will never be the same.

It’s not his fault
He couldn’t handle change.
He’s just dead
Couldn’t rearrange.

Don’t blame him
He didn’t have the drive.
He’s just dead
Didn’t know how to survive.

Don’t shed a tear
It is no one’s fault.
He’s just dead.
There was no assault.

Bury him now
Just like all the others.
He is dead
Like so many brothers.

We’re all headed
To a very scary place.
He is dead.
He beat us in the race.

Celebrate
Those of us who knew him.
He is dead.
And all the lights are dim.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Pettit Avatar
July 2, 2013 at 10:23 PM
Reminded me of Gene Wilder lecturing at the beginning of "Young Frankenstein", when he said "...dead is dead"
Gabriella Avatar
July 2, 2013 at 4:25 PM
This is a really nice write. :)
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