Thursday, 3 October 2013



Congestion in our cemeteries
it seems we’re running out of plots
To reserve a final resting place
is more akin to drawing lots

In Japan they have another way
for journeys heaven bound
Your loved ones turn to Star Dust
A cosmic resting place profound

Whisked away at lightning speed
A destination up on high
No need to visit gravestones
Just look up behold the sky

Send tribute signals Interstellar 
In good spirit and good grace
Or put money on a Vicar’s plate
For consecrating outer space

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