BEAUTY AMONG THE DEAD

Even though cities 
Are adorned with flashing lights 
And painted signs 

Buildings tall and small 
Housing stores of all sorts 
Separated by thin walls 
In designers mall 

Men cruising 
In their flashily cars
While beautiful women 
Dressed in the latest styles 
Sipping expensive champagne 
Looking so damn refined 

I found beauty beyond 
My wildest dreams 
Flowers of all sorts scattered 
On patches of evergreen 

In the graveyard 
Where surrender lives
Rest, from their pilgrims toil

Words of kindness and love
Engraved on whited slabs 
And marble walls.

Wilford Barker.