Graveyard of the forgotten

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I was at a graveyard and it was so sad and broken so i wrote this poem.

Submitted: March 09, 2010

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Submitted: March 09, 2010



Graveyard of the Forgotten
This graveyard is a merciless place
No love can be found here
This is a graveyard for the forgotten souls
Nobody visits the graves
It is a soulless place

However even the forgotten ones have friends
There is a caretaker who tends the graves
Each grave has a headstone
And each grave has a wreath placed on it on the date of their death

The graveyard is kept in excellent condition by the caretaker
He lost his wife in a car accident
He took to drink and could not hold down a job
In time he became homeless
And begged for enough money to buy another bottle of whiskey

The streets were a dangerous place full of drugs and violence
Eventually he found this graveyard
It was a quiet and safe place
He chose to sleep there at night

There was another caretaker at the time who was very old
He was in his eighties and close to death
He had no family or friends
He told the drunken man about the Graveyard of the Forgotten

It was his duty to keep the place respectable
The two men became friends
The old caretaker died a few months later
And the drunken widower took over the role of caretaker

It helped him to sober up
It gave him a sense of responsibility
He felt at home surrounded by so many lost spirits
In time he would grow old

Soon another wraith or stray would find this place
And the role of caretaker would be passed on
The creator of souls takes care of us all in his own way
Such is the cycle of life

Even the most unfortunate souls will find a place of rest
Nobody is turned away from the Graveyard of the Forgotten

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