Posts Tagged ‘Human Rights’


As I sit here next to your grave,

So overgrown and uncared for,

I think about the life you lived,

And wonder if you’re remembered.


In life you were always alone,

Looking for something or someone,

Trying hard but going nowhere,

Letting your life just pass you by.


But the sand in the hourglass,

Eventually ran its course,

In the end it found you, alone,

So many years, nothing to show.


Laid to rest on a cold fall day,

All the chapters are now written,

Yes as I look upon my grave,

I wish I had done so much more.


Ken Barr