Serious reflection
In the eulogy
Flowers laid
About the effigy
Endless words
Filing the elegy-

Yet.
Why must we wait
To celebrate others
Have we forgotten
Our slayed brothers
Those killed in war
Or shot down at their own doors
Or those who felt they could not go on
And especially ones
Who just did not rise at dawn
A simple thanatopsis-
A muse of death will do
That is when you will appreciate life
Its beauty tried and true.

An elegy is not about death
It is about the pain of the living
Do not wait for death
Life is glee you should be giving