Have You?

Have you ever wondered

where the dead spirits go?

Do they wander to and fro?

Have you ever wondered

if they're lost in another world?

Or are they stuck here nailed like a board?

Have you ever wondered

what it was like to die?

Whether or not your life literally flashed before your eyes?

Have you ever wondered

about their stories of life?

Did the have any kids, and a beautiful wife?

Have you ever wondered

what the last thought was to cross their minds?

Was it sad, happy, or a manifold of kinds?

Have you ever wondered

what it was to be a soldier?

Could it be the respect or that they wanted to lend a helping

shoulder?

Don't you wish to know what it's like?

I wish to take that hike,

but I guess it'll be awhile till I'm down at the bottom of...

My very own Grave.

Author's Note

Everyday I pass by a Graveyard to and from school, and each day I think to myself how these people lived, and why did they die. This poem was just something that popped up today.

Reviews

[Rosalind Dee]

the inspiration we draw from everyday moments are often the best :) i am in awe of all your pieces :)

[StoryPosterShane]

Really good. I like is :D

[Carolina Kel]

Well thought out and something I have wondered myself before. I like it. :)

[Jocelin]

hmm interesting :|
i like it :D

[Iris Jayne]

Yes, I do wonder.(: SOme rhymes were a little forced, but the message and the structure was refreshing. The font color added up, enjoyed reading it. Nice job.

Thanks for joining WBC[:

[David W Moore III]

They do make you wonder. Having helped to clean up and restore a graveyard destroyed by Katrina, I also found out you can learn a bit of history from them. There are storied that are told with just a bit of reading between the lines. Facinating.

Really great poem. Lonesome and sad what we know about so many souls just gone. Great work!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Very interesting piece with great perspective... it is so true that we can look right at all those names on head stones b not thinking that they had a life and are missed by someone... I do this kinda thing passing abandoned houses and feel sad to see a place probably once rich in love and laughter of a family being neglected now.

[Andrew Wright]

Questions that have ailed us since the beginning of time, thrown into a fresh perspective. A great read. I wait for more of your tantalizing work.