Vanity

VANITY
Vanities! Oh vanity the things we see!
Heaps and heaps we heap,
Dead we drop still,
Buried six feet deep.

Will the living…
Will they cry for your corpse?
Will they praise your cause?
Which and which they do,
The corpse stayed cursed,
Buried not to return.

Will the dead…
Will they welcome you
Will they embrace you?
Will they spit at your return,

Your stink upon their restful sleep?
Whichever they do…
The dead don’t make amend
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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July 25, 2015 at 7:54 PM
Another gem that I enjoyed reading from your talented pen! Wow! I am so impressed with the high quality of your work! Keep churning out these beauties. This is a 7! Pandita
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