The Critter's End Poem by Tony Adah

His acts began to end
The earth pulled its iron
Curtain down
The soul dropped its cloak
All the corridors empty of him
And the world began to mourn
A man wealthy of gargantuan riches.

Soon they started making a crypt
For him
A mad man came by looking surprised
The grave makers turned him away;
For a moment, one talked with him
Out of the conversation
The madman wondered if the
Six feet six would be enough for
The dead, his houses and cars.