The Dead and The Living (c)
by
Michael Casey
I first saw a deceased when I was nine years old ,my father said not
to worry as the dead are the same as the living , only the laughter
has left them , the sparkle has gone from their eyes , the worry has
been lifted from their shoulders , and their voice has vanished to
eternity .
In paradise the sparkle will return for it is the twinkle of the
stars , the laughter will return too for it is the morning breeze and
the turning tides are their sides shaking with laughter .
I treat the deceased with the same courtesy as I give to the living,
though I find the deceased are always more polite . My father also
had a few words to say about the living .
He said that the living are only the caretakers of the soul , yet
they think their existence is everything , that they know everything
because they experience many things with their senses .
What the living don't acknowledge is that their time is short and
when I lay their bodies to rest then their souls continue without
them , without their strong , without their weak , without their
beautiful or even ugly temporary form , to where I cannot say , only
that it is a better place .
Percy the undertaker placed the lid on the coffin ,the soul was free
THE BEGINNING
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I wrote this in Nov 1987, it was a Sunday I was going to work on the bus and I wanted the undertaker in The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker to be a poet, so I scribbled it down. Keith Jackson said it was a bit poetically when I got to StatsMR and mentioned it to him. Today we've had a few deaths in the news so I hope you all believe what I and Percy the Undertaker believe.
One of our lodgers died while I tried CPR back in 1979 May 23rd a Wednesday,so I know a bit about death, I was still 20 then, and had just got out of bed after a night shift, about 3pm. So spare a thought for the dead.
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