CEMETERY

how strange it seems,
This mortals in their graves,
Close by the streets-
-deep in their enclaves,
Silent,
Beside the never silent tales,
These at rest,
The cemetery slaves.

How come they here?
What burst of contempt...
Drove them here!
What persecussion,
Intention...
Confessions...
- BROUGHT THEM HERE!
These quarries and martyrs of mankind!
Are at rest,
In the cemetery here!

And the sepulchral stone,
Aged,ancient and brown,
Has paved to level...
... burial and town
They seem like the tablets of LAW,
Hurled and broken-
-by Moses, at mountain down!

The very names recorded here are strange...
Of an alien accent and foreign age,
Tribal and ethnic inter-change,
With Abraham's and Jacobs,
Of the modern stone age...
At REST in the Cemetery CAGE!

Blessed be God,
For He Created Death!
For you find rest and peace in death!
Certainity,
Tranquility we...
... bequeth,
And given life that n'er needeth breath!
At the CEMETERY,
LIFE IS WEALTH!