Hey I found this poem on
www.nexopia.com Its called six feet under
Many dead people
Are sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground
This poor little girl
Was asleep in her bed
When a long butcher’s knife
Was brought down on her head
Blood soaked her pillow
But she felt no pain
Blood soaked her bed sheets
Like dirt soaked by rain
Her body was found
The very next day
But the skin had already
Begun to decay
Who would of done
Such a horrible act?
The girl’s best friend
As a matter of fact
Why would she do
Such a horrible deed?
She wanted a doll
And just a single bead
Many dead people
Are sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground
A poor little boy
Was found dead in a river
A glass of poison
Had soon killed his liver
Why would he drink
Cyanide you ask?
When somebody put it
Inside of his flask
Hidden in ice cubes
And dropped into juice
Was hidden enough poison
To kill a bull moose
But who would kill
Such an innocent boy?
The poor little sucker
Was killed by Aunt Joy
And why would Aunt Joy
Commit such a crime?
She merely wanted
A nickel and dime
She hoped that insurance
Would pay for the life
Of the dead little son
Of her brother’s wife
Many dead people
Are sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground
Now let’s move on
To a husband and wife
Who died together
All thanks to a knife
One cold starry evening
Or perhaps a night
That poor happy couple
Got into a fight
They each grabbed a knife
From the counter in fright
And that’s how that couple
Got killed that night
A knife in the chest
A knife in the head
That poor happy couple
Didn’t die in bed
And what did this couple
Fight about indoors?
It’s a matter of who was doing
All the household chores
Because of that fight
They both were found dead
A knife was stuck in
The chest and the head
Many dead people
Are sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground
A stressed out accountant
Gave up that night
She gave up her soul
Without a fight
She picked up a razor
With a closed fist
And then slid the razor
Straight across her wrist
Blood poured from her wrist
Just like a river
She stared at her blood
And began to quiver
She tried to stop the blood
With a shirt reading “Kate”
But the paramedics were
Once again late
Her mistake is what
Lead to her passing
She left our planet
With thunder crashing
Many dead people
Are sleeping sound
Six feet under
The moldy ground
A gunshot was heard
10 loud shots of noise
But what else could of caused
The death of 4 boys?
The young group of teens
Were running away
From an angry farmer
After ruining his hay
The farmer mistook
The teens for a beast
Because of his error
They have joined the deceased
And why would they ruin
His hay did you ask?
It wasn’t a theft
But merely a task
A small stupid game
Was played at the school
And why would they play?
To try to act cool
Truth or dare
Is both deadly but fun
But they played in the night
Instead of the sun
All of these people
Are now sleeping sound
Six feet under
This holy ground
Dust sits on their eyes
Dirt falls in their hair
Worms crawl through their coffins
And they just sit there
To be trapped in a box
Forever ain’t fun
You can’t see the moon
Or even the sun
You just sit underground
Just sit there and rot
Watch as you decay
But how about your thought?
Your mind will stay there
Trapped for eternity
This is the pain
Known as mortality
Too bad that you don’t
Have immortality
You’ll be stuck forever
With your own sweet insanity
Six feet under
We all wish you peace
We will not forget
A single deceased
Although death is painful
We suffer through life
We suffer through times
Full of pain known as strife
Life is a game
Will you win or lose?
It all has to do
With the decisions you choose
The first stages of death
Known as life are here
Although you can’t see them
You don’t have to fear
I’m sorry to say this
But you will have to die
This is the truth
I hope you don’t cry
Pretty soon, too
You will rest underground
We will all be asleep
Under a large dirt mound
Six feet under
Is where you rest in peace
Six feet under
We shall join the deceased
We shall never forget
Those who have died
No matter how many
Tears we have cried
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