At the funeral they cried, <br />So much sadness pouring out, it was a surprise <br />To know they’d hated her whilst she was still alive. <br /> <br />But so it goes, the bottled up years of grief given relief, <br />The pain of loss, that bollocking from the boss, <br />All those months of feeling cross <br />And times you had to lie, <br />All, all comes pouring out <br />In one long cry. <br /> <br />At the funeral they tried <br />To think of the woman who’d died, <br />But found they cried most easily <br />For themselves. <br />Coz they didnt care for me, <br />The woman that died.<br /><br />charlotte marie peachey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-funeral-they-cried/
