A Graveyard Allegory

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A look at the past, the present, and the future of a social problem.

Submitted: February 27, 2017

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Into the graveyard I ventured forth

To visit past family and friends

And while there I happened to notice

That the Ravens had landing trends.

 

They landed on crosses and markers

The ones made of iron and wood

But the marble plates and ivory stones,

I do not think they could.

 

They landed on trees and fences,

On everything made and grown,

But none did venture anywhere near

Those markers made of ivory or stone.

 

A sudden thought came over me,

There was more to know to prove me right,

So I found myself a place to sit

And I watched until the fall of night.

 

The Ravens came and watched the markers,

As if the Devil himself was stealing bones,

But none would place its toes or feet

On those ivory markers and marble stones.

 

I guess the coldness of the markers

Like the heartless ways of men

Were far too painful, landing once,

For them to ever land again.

 

02-26-2017


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