Written by Algo
Bury me
As just a bulb.
Let me see
The world above.
Bury me
Under the clay
Let me see
The light of day
Bury me
With hands unclean.
Flower
To your busy bee.
“Bury me
In holy ground”
Silence preached
Without a sound.
Bury me
In peace to rest,
In heathen earth
No priest has blessed.
Text © Algo
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