Mud In Your Eye

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Poems


Some bury their dead in one manner, others in other ways. But it is said, by some, that a good stuff drink can lighten the saddened load.

Submitted: February 26, 2018

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Words for the living

Were solemnly said

As each coffin passed

Housing it's dead,

"It is hard to be born

But easy to die

So drink-up me hardies,

Here's mud in your eye."

 

The raising of flagons

And the toasting towards wagons

Then on to the graveyard

And with tears in their eyes.

"It is hard to be born

But easy to die.

A coin for the potter,"

They all said with their sighs.

 

And as the caskets were lowered

With hardly a sound

The men in the back

Passed the bottle around.

Their whispers were faint

With respectful overtones

Reciting these words

Over graves and bones.

"It is hard to be born,

But easy to die,

Their time was so fleeting.

Here's mud in your eye."

 

JE Falcon

02-24-2018

2020


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