The soil is moist with the rain last night
Its easier to dig
dig deep enough to fit in the soul
clouds so black, it will rain
filling up the grave
All dressed in black
They wait to see him one last time
tears flow out
no white cloth big enough
And they sing to the heaven above
watching them all I stand
stand till they slowly depart
tonight, two more to dig
two more residents
Rest In Peace
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