Name On a Grave Stone

Moss covered algae ridden Memorials, to mans earthly existance Stand ivy clad in rows Names eaten away by time and dates long gone all faded into one. No flowers or notes to say i loved you just brambles and weeds in flower dog walkers and ramblers walk by. oblivious to even your existance Eternity awaits them too as the generations pass by you as a memory lose all importance you are just a name on a grave stone in a cemetery full of names the end I was walking through Crewe's old cemetry big memorials of once important people who's grave stones now lay derelict and unloved hence the poem ps Q : how do you make god laugh A: tell him your plans