Mitchell Gonzalez - There in the Casket

There in the casket
A skin covered prison
Is grey and abandoned
Asleep on its back

The kids in their suits
All tidy and clean
Look down to the floor
When told to be sad

The men with their watches
Both silver and gold
Are whispering something
With women in black

The daughter is crying
And can't bare to see
What I see as a prison
Asleep on its back

Mitchell Gonzalez

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