Touring a Grave Situation
Friends come gather around
There is a young soul that must be found
Travelling the air
Complaining life wasn’t fair
Trying not to scare
Being daunting
In his haunting
Only a few months old
Buried in the sands we are told
Somewhere called Beauty Spot
Liverpool ended up the resting plot
Listening to waves on Brick Beach
Learned lesson if one wants to teach
Michael chiseled on the gravestone
No mention if he fell asleep all alone
Nearly a century has past
Since the infant’s last gasp
Apparently there was trouble
At the crypt where heaven was supposed to cuddle
International war pulled up the covers
Like a loving mother
Hiding him from the enemy under the rubble
Days ago
I wanted to let you know
A lovely couple taking a stroll
Happened to wipe away natures cold
Letting the eternal story unfold
With a name marker
Situation disturbing and darker
Did God plan this?
Feeling angry showing a hiss
Coming to a decision
Taking a position
Seeing a combative vision
Soon countries would be fighting
When this lad should have been mastering cursive and writing
Attending school
Preparing not to be a fool
Getting a belt filled with lifelong tools
Sorry we will never know
About Michael’s character in the 20th century life’s show
Soon the death anniversary will be here
Hopefully closure will come giving us a tear
Thank you nice reader for the time
Entertained by my rhythmic chime
And if you do not mind
Can you spare a nickel or dime?
Place it in my hat
Just like that
So I can get some toffee
With a midnight coffee
Michael could be there
And we could share
Maybe a word or two
Before our night is through
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