Life Goes On (For The Living)

This isn't my best work, but it's the best I could do with writer's block. My parents went to a funeral today (mother of my mum's work colleague) and it inspired me to write about death.

It is a beautifully hot day

and I am at a funeral

I am watching the Paul-bearer’s bring in the coffin

trying not to think about the person

lying stone-cold dead inside it

while other people are on the beach

soaking up the sun

I am listening to the widow deliver the eulogy

reminiscing about her life with her husband

with tears streaming down her cheeks

while other people are down the pub

pouring pint after pint

of alcohol down their throat.

I am throwing Earth down a 6-ft deep hole

the mud feels dry and gritty in my sweaty palm

while other people are jumping on a plane

to enjoy the hot weather far away from home.

 

I think back to the service

at the congregation;

with solemn, tear-stained faces

and I wonder what their lives will be like from this day

will they rejoice-

in the fact that they are still blessed with a life

and continue to live it

or will they wish that God

had took them instead of him.

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[Vidya Bacchus]

Death is inescapable and so is the fact for others the world keeps turning and life goes on until its their turn.You have written this so well Laura even with writer's block :)