Here Lay Truth by The Cockney Bard

Cold the body lay in the ground,
no cares, no worries abound.
Toils and regrets laid to rest,
at peace the mortal beast.
Death the great bringer of dismay,
the hands of time fates cruel, cruel way.
A flower cast towards the soil.
The parting ways of love once knew.
Bound for heaven in sweet descent.
The earth becomes the mortal’s joy.
The stone that rests above the head
is carved in tribute, three words are said
HERE LAY TRUTH

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