… All aligned in even row;
Some white as snow, some lost glow.
Upon their faces, bearing a name,
To tell us who is below that fame.
… Children, mothers, friends,
Famous, infamous to the ends.
What difference is now?
For all share the same row!
… All frozen now by death.
No sound, not a breath.
Tucked in humble lairs in compound;
Peaceful rest in hollow ground.
… some may remember those died,
When passed the garden’s aside.
For a liar waits to hold you-
Beneath lush green grass through!
… If someone arrives anew-
To your newly found home’s view;
Another name etched forever;
Admist the stone garden’s sever!! …