The policemen let me in
I walked into the bedroom
(Did I want to do this?)
For one last look before the morgue
Would pick up the remain
And a quick prayer for the deceased
The bed was covered with the sheet
Stretched from its head to its feet
The form that lay under it
Inanimate, Motionless
Could�ve been that a statue
Or a bunch of pillows
Topped with a mask - But I knew�
I lifted the corner, a little uncertain,
Of the beige improvised shroud
And I looked at the face of a man
A man finally at rest
I once laughed with out loud
Bruises showed where his head
Had hit when he fell
One thought struck me
As an ice cube swallowed
that falls near the heart
And just lays there coldly burning
Into fear itself
I walked into the bedroom
(Did I want to do this?)
For one last look before the morgue
Would pick up the remain
And a quick prayer for the deceased
The bed was covered with the sheet
Stretched from its head to its feet
The form that lay under it
Inanimate, Motionless
Could�ve been that a statue
Or a bunch of pillows
Topped with a mask - But I knew�
I lifted the corner, a little uncertain,
Of the beige improvised shroud
And I looked at the face of a man
A man finally at rest
I once laughed with out loud
Bruises showed where his head
Had hit when he fell
One thought struck me
As an ice cube swallowed
that falls near the heart
And just lays there coldly burning
Into fear itself