Funeral

A funeral formal

Begins

Car doors slam

Breathless fat uncles clamor

I hear one measure coffers

Another rate stock markets

Heels click by

I see women fashion slut walk

Dragging false sentimental feet

Then a hustle of garlands

Flowers counted by colour

Irate boards declare the offer

I see amidst it all

Nervous locked fresh widow

Anxiety worn novel orphans

A dead man waiting

For  a little peace

Ashes at last

 nobody rates ashes

I envy his luxury

His escapade.