The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Death, burial, war and peace
Death, burial, war and peace
Iím writing this for those who are still around after Iím dead,
Difficult to time warp to then, which I hope is far ahead,
Iíd much prefer if my time here stood absolutely still,
As my time is growing shorter, Iím not keen about the drill.
But you good guys and girls when youíre standing around my grave,
Forget the platitudes of the preacher and give a slight wave,
As they slowly lower my coffin into that deep dark hole,
Not very warm in here but I have to play the role.
Unfortunately I believe that when Iím dead, Iím dead,
There is no soft landing here; no way to avoid this dread,
Sorry I canít abide much with any of what that preacher says,
ĎCause this is reality; my game is gone in a hundred ways.
And as you know, Iím not one for giving much advice but Iíll try,
If a politician says somethingís worth your life, itís a lie,
Peace may not be as exciting as war but itís much more fun,
So stay close to home with your kids until you too are done.