The gate opened with the usual rickety click
In procession are cars following a hearst so dimly lit
Inside lay a body cold, breathless, lifeless and stiff
At peace without suffering now as it reached death
Cars of friends, relatives, love ones moving slowly at a lazy pace
The deafening silence of everyone is deep without pretense
With tears held back and with heavy shoulders drawn
As if no one wants to be near here on their own
Gathered in close proximity in a cloud filled day
As raindrops start to fall at the beginning of the ceremony
You can hear silent sobs as it gets to be louder
As they bid their goodbyes to a dear lost father
The wooden casket was heavy and wide
The hands that held it were full of warmth but tired
Slowly they lowered it to that hole underground
Down under six feet where that wooden casket stopped
The final home for a body that's flat, burnt out
The forever resting place of a life worn out
That cold playground where no one is around
Where only absence, emptiness and silence abound...
