Changes (a grave diggers tale)



Things are getting busy
Digging holes here every week
The dead have started rising
The angles playing hide and seek


People place flowers upon the graveside
To see them fade away
And the wishing well is empty
And I’m not going to pay


I met the Devil yesterday
He came shopping for a soul
The congregation noticed him
And asked him not to go


He was waiting for an accident
On highway 58
But the drivers caught in traffic
Which makes him two hours late


Well the sinners started sinning
And the righteous said there right
While the liberals had mixed blessings
And the atheists took the fight


And the dead continue rising
And still need a place to stay
While the driver in the Traffic
Met his fate later that day.


And change is always changing
As change can’t remain the same
And when the changes happen
The reason gets the blame


But do you need a reason
For what is going on
Or just take the change that’s coming
When the changes come along.

Changes are the only constant certainty in our lives. Once again, a brilliant write.

so very true, change is the only constant and we may as well embrace it with all that we have

A geat write

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