Posts Tagged ‘O Where Are You Going’

Granite to Grass

December 17, 2020

‘Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—

Emily Dickinson, If I Should Die

Darker nights than ever
Hearts of shattered glass
Hefting laden caskets
Setting granite in the grass

They will come for all the bodies
   Then they’ll come and take our homes
The machine keeps right on turning
   And grinding up the bones

When disaster makes you richer
What could ever make you whole?
Is it just the love of Mammon?
Or the absence of a soul?

They will come for all the bodies
   Then they’ll come and take our homes
The machine keeps right on turning
   And grinding up the bones

by Richard W. Bray