Graveyards are not what they used to be\u2014<\/p>\n
Back in 2073.<\/p>\n
There are no more stones.<\/p>\n
No longer bones.<\/p>\n
They are visiting rooms you access with phones.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Great-great-great Grannny who died in ’02<\/p>\n
Wasn\u2019t cremated or interred, it\u2019s true.<\/p>\n
Instead, a recycle, post-DNA store;<\/p>\n
She\u2019s still around to love and adore!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Just scan a print of your finger or eye\u2014<\/p>\n
Even your blood will bring her \u2018to life\u2019\u2014<\/p>\n
All that was her, in her encapsule box,<\/p>\n
Better, by far, than dates chiseled on rocks.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A holograph rewind of who, when and how,<\/p>\n
All that once was, brought forward to now.<\/p>\n
Good, bad and ugly, all tucked away.<\/p>\n
Continuous viewing, instead of decay!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You can raise the whole graveyard–if you\u2019re of a mind\u2014<\/p>\n
For a family reunion, the quite ghoulish kind.<\/p>\n
A hundred-year span. A dead-relative Rave!<\/p>\n
Where the specters and ghosts dance on each other\u2019s grave.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And when YOU are re-ceased, they won\u2019t wail or mourn,<\/p>\n
But recycle your bits to someone newformed,<\/p>\n
Who will grow with your traits, be they redundant or bland,<\/p>\n
With eyes and hair like your three-headed Grand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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