They Show Up In Droves At Funerals

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I know of a place, Where people know others By what has been told to them. People will say, 'Oh, I know 'them'. I heard this and that! ' And they have had not one convesation at all. Not with that person. Even those related... However they are related. 'See' each other their entire lives... And know absolutely nothing about the other. However... They show up in droves at funerals. To make pointless conversations. And roll their eyes at those... Because someone said they said something, About someone else. And they had the 'nerve' to appear to pay Their respects! These places exist. Without conversations being shared, By either the ones who have departed... Or, By those standing in line to feed themselves... During the repast! Some will take food to go. As if at a fast food restaurant!

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