the mourners walk
as the rain does fall
they do not talk

but following on behind
one after another
On that cemetery path
they follow their brother

As within
the casket
he does lay

in
slumber
carried
from this
life away

on the shoulders
of the bearers
who lay him down

six foot deep
within the
burial ground

And the
preacher man
with his Bell
and Book

the toll of the Bell
is the toll that broke
that silence of this
grim dark day

Reciting from the Bible
as their brother does lay
beneath the soil
buried underground

as the call of the raven
echoes all around

With earnest prayers
they give him up
The ringing of the Bell
and reading
from the Book

pierces their minds
their breath is cold
As the soil engulfs
their brother’s soul…

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Wayne Leon Learmond
Bell & Book
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