Fooling No-one





You who come to Centennial Park
To visit your dead and buried
You weep and moan over tombstone so proud
Is it because you're remembering

You spend your thousands on monuments grand
And strut around in pretence
See how much I cared for them
This shrine I built according

And yet when lived your loved one
You abused and neglected
Left too late to make amends
Your conscience to be salving

So shed your tears and beat your breast
And show the world you're mourning
Deep inside you know I know
You're really fooling no-one





Centennial Park Revisited


Humble stone at head does stand
And simple is inscription
Beloved father and husband of
And there followed descriptions

This humble grave so loving kept
By this woman and her children
One could see by a single glance
That this was a happy family

A single tear slid down my cheek
The cynic was abated
Not all is lost, there is hope yet
That love might somehow triumph