They say he was burnt to ashes; not cremated.
“Humans with a soul without conscience are like firewood.
It’s only people with a heart to embrace a drop of love
are cremated,” they bitterly lamented.
“Not Cremated” was printed in Tracks, No. 9 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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