The Graveyard Keeper
By: Alecmb

All of these people dead
Lying in there darkened dirt bed
Driving past them day and night
While minds wander, thoughts take flight
All of these people dead
Lying in their darkened dirt bead

Remembered and forgotten by some
Most won't visit, they won't come
They won't be here for when the stories are told
Nor when the dirt bed turns cold
But our time too will arrive
Where we no longer shall be alive

All of these people dead
Lying in there darkened dirt bed
Driving past them day and night
While minds wander, thoughts take flight
All of these people dead
Lying in there darkened dirt bed

I am the graveyard keeper
Who wards off the Grim Reaper
For I am here to listen to the stories of the dead
And I am here to tend to their cold beds
All of these people dead
Lying in their darkened dirt bed

Will not be and are not

ALONE
©alecmb