the death of a life is ritual <br />Whether it be natural or murder <br />the smiles of the child <br />stained with the pain <br />of exposure <br />the journey upon <br />the plains of the afterlife <br />sort of a ritualistic <br />religious way to avoid strife <br />we can only truly celebrate <br />the life after the death <br />can only sing to our hearts content <br />with the last breath <br />so to speak of rituals <br />and their definite truths <br />would not olny betrayal <br />but expose our last bit of youth<br /><br />Melissa Ferrer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ritual/
