![]() MurdererA Poem by Brandon![]() About suicide![]() A rosewood coffin Lowered in the ground My morbid, stiff corpse Closed in its door A procession of false friends Paid to mourn Dead, wilting roses Are my grave’s décor Of a man that’s no more While a single soulless preacher Quotes dead scripture As my mother hopes to picture What ended her son’s life before hers? Lifeless scripture Followed by consolatory words But nothing neither said nor written Can make the pain unhurt Because hell is the next stop And my mother will quietly watch The burial of her son… Or should I say his murderer
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