Randy McClave

Rookie - 692 Points (Ashland, Kentucky)

The Funeral Procession

The funeral procession drove past my house
I bowed my head and I was quite as a mouse,
In a solemn prayer I gave to the sadly departed
As I knew of the sadness and remorse of the fainthearted;
One car after another I watched go down the street
As I still stood there in respect in this unbearable heat,
The cars that I counted they were over twenty-five
Sadly not one visited the departed when he was still alive;
So, there goes his procession heading to the graveyard
As though being led by weepers and the national guard,
I guess when he was living his life he was always misread
Now he is missed and remembered since now he is dead.

Randy L. McClave

Submitted: Wednesday, September 03, 2014

Topic of this poem: Funeral

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  • Gold Star - 13,083 Points Chinedu Dike (9/4/2014 4:44:00 PM)

    A catchy title. Funeral procession is an occasion where hypocrisy tears its ugly head the most. Great poem. Kudos! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,560 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (9/3/2014 11:09:00 PM)

    The cars that I counted they were over twenty-five / Sadly not one visited the departed when he was still alive; ... Marvelous expression to unveil the disguise of civilized society. Bold and beautiful, the form used skilfully. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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