My feet were unmoved,
My hands were static,
I could not speak,
Could not open my eyelids,
...
Read full text
Sad! And the poor old man was buried alive. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
What a terrible narrative? It looks like a running commentary of a dead man's journey to the grave in an autobiographic mode. My God! You have created such a fine masterpiece.
You certainly convey the feel of being buried alive in every manner of the expression, far better than I could ever you've captured the essence of a living funeral 10+