The Gravediggers Sins

My house overlooks a graveyard,

The action is at it's peak,

The gravediggers on a mission,

He's been gone at least a week.

He quietly walks up to a plot,

Alone and armed with spade,

A new neighbour has arrived,

As he digs a brand new grave.

Life goes on around him,

The scent of flowers and grass,

The gravediggers shift was lonely,

As I watched the hours pass.

Then he starts to scoff a sandwich,

I was shocked and in dismay,

His head stuck in a girlie mag,

But to him another day.