They Levered The Grave Lid Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

They Levered The Grave Lid



Slowly, slowly, they levered
The grave lid.

The coffin the grave-diggers
Slid.

Into the hungry mouth of the
Yawning tomb.

Not one of us protested

Not one of us objected

All of us were aghast

All of us spoke not

Monday, May 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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