Death

Death

A Poem by ur_ginger_girl

Death

By Abby Lent

 

Death is sad

to preps its bad

familys grieving

they'll soon be leaveing

all this sadness

looms this dryness

in the air

we stair

at the dead

as they rest there head

in a coffin

see relatives cryin

he died at the hospital

he was so little

why did he have to die

so young i cant help but cry

its so morbid how he died

taken from his mothers arms slaughterd as she cried

to the morgue to the funeral parlor

we hear the crying of the pol barrer

its the little boys dad he's so sad

to the hurse he will go then to the cemetary

his bod the grave digger will barrie.

 

 

© 2010 ur_ginger_girl


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Very sad, you check out my version of death.

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