In a place

Nobody goes

Is a grave

Nobody knows

With no ‘In Memory Of.’


A blank slab

Weathered and gray

People blab

About today

With no ‘In Memory Of.’


Unsaved souls


Inside holes

Outside the gate

With no ‘In Memory Of.’


What’s below?

Honor or shame

I don’t know

We’re all the same

With no ‘In Memory Of.’



The greatest one


Among those shun

With no ‘In Memory Of.’


God gave us

A holy plan

Love and bless

Your fellow man

With no ‘In Memory Of.’


One day we

May understand

Living free

Throughout the land

With no ‘In Memory Of.’

*from In Memory Of


About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking.
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