From service as Companions of the Conqueror To the democracy of death and dust
This was family land in the long ago Now alienated from the living Accessible through permissions and locks But we and the ghosts are okay with that
They say that only four of them were hanged The dealer in false deeds died of old age Some possibly were saints; hard to believe For after all, we are de Beauville’s kin
From Normandy, and then green Chesterton And then dispersed to the colonies At the convenience of His Majesty De Beauvilles and Bevilles and then Bevils
And some are buried on this lonely knoll Dim mossy bones and stones among the pines Across the fence a little heap of glass Broken flower vases from the dime store
Now the democracy of dust and death But once Companions of the Conqueror
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Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.