Holes That He Dug

by I Seem to be the Heartless   Jun 25, 2007


Day after day
He dug up dirt.
Today it was a grave
For an old man named, Burt.

What a rotten job
To do all his life,
But someone had to provide
For his sons and his wife.

To the cemetery,
He is just a slave -
Spending every day
Digging up graves.

The forty years spent digging
Have, on his face, begun to show -
But that today he would be digging his grave,
He could never have known.

24June2007
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This was done for a contest

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