No Death To The Undead Poem by Dorsey Baker

a taste of bitterness
and bondage
arises from the grave
body buried deep and dark
spirit sails
the wide open seas
communication constantly
its displeasure
allowing
no peace no laughter
to ever return
angry ghosts
pitiful mortal no
power to eliminate
no gun no bullet
no knife no blade
bleak atmosphere
vengeance weighted
with foggy rain
no courage no fear
dust of the empty tomb
the unhappy dead never
dies totally never
dies perfectly
until such a soul
is finally at peace