Funerals

Caskets and roses, eyelids are closed

Black clothing and tears on those predisposed

Life is short and death unexpected 

Abrupt and sudden, so unsuspected

Fears and drama all slip away

For times like these capture the value of each day

Shadowy, vague, and all unknown

Deep, dark shades of black overtone   

Caskets and roses, eyelids are open

Walking away, fears felt but unspoken

Sadness for days and life thoughts provoked 

Memories fade and normality evokes 

Vitality decreases as life goes on

Death of loved ones continue to spawn

Progress, regress, then death ascends

For no one knows how to truly live