A churchyard of sinners, cooks on low heat.
Maybe determined to meet, the man who in spirit, the one who is meant to be kind, but accidentally crept out of his mind.
So, what do they seek?
A stroke of inspiration, wielding passion, attached to the end of a sword.
The sword being the spoken word, pronounced at high volume,but always ignored, a cry for help, sadly unheard.
Playing games in decibels of rackets, maybe a slight squash, a candy crush.
This thing's getting tricky, it's terribly sticky.
When the mallet of croquet, bashes in nails, as coffins are sealed.
Before the funeral bell, plays its one tone soliloquy.
While waiting for ground to be fed.
As in silence, he, bids "goodbye", to his friends.
How dare he, he who had the audacity to go and die.
By his own fair hand, so very unfair.
(C) LIVVI
Thought I'd explain this.
Mourners at a funeral of a guy who killed himself.
He was mentally ill, hence the reference to going out of his mind. It seemed as if guilt made the mourners attend the funeral.
The inspiration was trying to understand why he did it.
The sword is a powerful demonstration of how talking through the victims issues could maybe have prevented it, but that nobody took him seriously.
His mental state was playing games with him and the candy crush etc is an explanation of how he was feeling before he gave up his life.
The how dare he go ahead and die was the guilt of the mourners presenting in anger.
And it's not a true piece of work.
It has just been lingering around after the young guy threw himself in front of the train in my poem "SUICIDE", He was actually only 17 and a lot of ifs and buts, have cropped up!
That suicide was tragically real, but I didn't know the poor lad personally.