DEATH

Phone is ringing,  she can not hear it

White van is advancing, dog is barking

Four people walked in, vivacity walked out

A crate is brought, body was cold

The wind is blowing, a light was lit

Trespassers are passing, relatives are talking

Children are fighting, ladies are laughing

Priests are chanting, people are muttering

God is blamed, heavens are praised

The day was hard, no tears were seen

The sticks are laid,  fire was lit

The time is burnt, ashes are found

A day has slipped, friends had left

A week has passed, relatives had left

A month has gone, children had left

A year passed by, she was diseased

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