General Poetry posted October 4, 2016

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Eddie is not ready to go yet

Don't Close the Casket

by pharp

Funeral Contest Winner 

Lying in this casket - dead as can be...

I see everyone looking down at me.

Sally Sue walks in, she is dressed in black;

wearing dark shades; she's finally off crack.

John-boy didn't like me when I was alive -

he is smiling; gives his friend a high five.

My mother, poor dear she is grief-stricken;

how I died and by whom the plot thickens.

They lied when it was said I took my life;

I left clues pointing to my evil wife.

I don't recall seeing her wicked face...

if she doesn't show, it won't be a disgrace.

Oops! They are closing this casket on me -

I don't see my sister, where can she be

The mortician was just about to close;

my sister runs down the aisle; filled with woes.

She cried and yelled at the top of her voice...

they quickly stopped; for they had no choice.

She cried, "he repented; saved by grace."

then gave me a kiss and a final embrace

Elaine, my twin sister, God, worked thru' her;

learning about Christ; my spirit did stir.

Many did not believe God changed my life;

not even my lying – murderous wife.

Things are starting to fade; I'm now at peace;

my twin who shared God's word, the last to see.

Now, close the casket, God's calling my name...

this body will fall to dust from where it came



Writing Prompt
Write a poem about a funeral from the deceased's perspective

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