At the Graveyard

a poem by James Louis A

The large church bell rang,
I walked unheeding
With sorrowful pang
And my heart bleeding.
The church choir sang
My mind was crying.

I entered the yard
I went to the grave
Memories onward
Surged wave after wave
Broke my heart so hard
Tears I could not save.

I calm with a sigh,
A new thought I bear:
For others gone by
Do I truly care?
After all – why cry
When I’m going there?