Mount Olive, Part II
Now that Covid has hit, the sign has changed.
No longer hiring sales professionals.
In need of groundskeepers. To rake the grass,
to dig the holes, to lay the bodies down.
To hold the hearts of families and people
forgotten, plastic flowers covering,
littering, marking their lonely, unkempt graves.
This one should be strongly considered for the anthology. The starkness and reality of lives gone, to not be celebrated, and to barely even get a mention is hopelessly sad.