Cemetary

Beneath the gloom we squirm
in the end. Or specks in the air
The sun scalding our rotting selves no more,
Oblivious to care.

We tear our way into the world, callously
We cry lakes of tears
And cram our brains to no end
Mindless fools with fears.

Lovers, brothers, sisters, parents
Fake laughter and ambition
Love, marriage, children, old age
Mere subtraction and addition.

And then one day death falls
Like raindrops, swift and spiteful
And hits us hard, a cruel joke
Concluding a life baleful.

We meet our birth and rot further
For that is all the living do
And hang helplessly and ogle
And watch the days squander
Huddled together, forever
Until at last we can rest
In our cold, empty graves.