A receptacle shaped to sides
tapered to fit the rotting remains
Lying down for one final place
of the rest, long delayed and denied
From clay-urns baked around the deceased,
humble wraps of cloth covered with hay and twigs, turtle shells hewn in wicker basket
or slip coffins recycled for the unaffording
To the custom-made works of stone and steel
suited to reflect the status in society
A sarcophagus elaborate with hieroglyphics
or a casket adorned with mementoes
of life that slipped away yet won't wear off easy
Funerary texts to guide the travel in the underworld
where nobody has ever lost their way
or managed to return whence
Some bearing pores to allow the earth
seep through and claim her loan at once
And others lined with copper, zinc and velvet
to delay the decay to no end or purpose
Preparing for the last show under the soil
for the maggots that couldn't care less
how their putrid meal was dressed
The last coop to contain the desires unending,
that remain ever the unmet
and continue to ensure eternal unrest,
tossing and turning in the elaborate casket,
missing out on the earthy embrace
The joy of becoming one with the rest,
becoming the truth dodged through life,
denied yet again until the rotting away
of the casket elaborate
A world of disquiet and discrimination
ensured to churn under our feet
as we continue to trod in ignorance
trying to leave our mark
on the waters of life
As the headstone stands erect,
a stand-up comedian
performing the final act,
mocking the irony of the
'Rest In Peace'
scrawled across its face.
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