Remember the Dead
Only the worst of them remain among us,
they can't give up.
They listen in on our conversations
about life and death and guffaw at our earnestness;
slither between the sheets
to dry-hump our most intimate moments;
they are the ones who diddled
their grandchildren in their laps;
sniggered in the back
at solemn memorial services for fallen heroes.
Their numbers increase in every era,
there are more of them than us.