"The Urban Funeral"

Written By

Stephanie Green

On a moonlit walk through the cemetery

One is never alone

No more can the weary dead rest in peace

With all this damn racket

Boy-racers zooming past, broken bottles

Clanging on the fence

Drunkards and revelers, stumbling through

Shortcut to the pub

I want to sit awhile, and ponder, and dream

But I am not safe

Peaceful, weed-filled, hopeful, worm-drilled

Graffiti and Epitaphs

Behind the graves of their forefathers

Teenagers shoot up

Serenading their ancestors with the latest iTunes

An elegy of hip-hop

No heed have they for the dead or the poet

Desecrators!

They will take their memories someplace else

And I shall write

While the last vestiges of honour float gently away

Into the night

When she's not transcribing braille or penning yet another poem, Steff Green is a roadie for her husband's heavy metal band. Her work appears in Breath and Shadow, Abilities, Strange Horizons, Wordgatherings, Reflection's Edge, and From the Asylum, among others. You can read more about her on her writer's website www.steffgreen.com and blog www.small-businesscopywriter.com - including her ebook 33 Worst Mistakes Writers Make about Blind Characters.