Life After Death
Life after death is silent,
As in a cemetery.
Mourners came and went,
Dirge and elegy are gone.
Death does not hear,
Even a silent prayer.
Death does not see,
Even the dark underground.
When death does speak,
You do not hear.
When death does smile,
You do not see.
A song of those who are no more,
Cannot be sung.
The singer of another world,
Cannot be seen,
Life is not a drama,
World is not a stage.
The theater is empty,
In a drunken town.
This poem was written/submitted by Suchoon Mo _.