Grave Request Poem by Michael Burch
Grave Request
come to ur doom
in Tombstone;
the stars stark and chill
over Boot Hill
care nothing for ur desire;
still,
imagine they wish u no ill,
that u burn with the same antique fire;
for there's nothing to life but the thrill
of living until u expire;
so come, spend ur last hardearned bill
on Tombstone.
Wednesday, August 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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7/28/2025 10:11:30 PM # 1.0.0
Stone to mark us when we die but we are not there but are... well that's the great adventure Death explored in this poem and when we go we still have to pay our taxes and buy a stone.
It's ironic that we have to work to be able to afford that final tombstone.