A pathetic funeral

with only a single rose

brought by her daughter

and when the preacher spoke

no one blinked

the six that showed

shifting uncomfortably

barely listening

giving blank stares

there were kind words spoken

not much was true

remembering good times

brought a smile to a few

though not many

the memories weren’t all bad

and when he was done speaking

they arranged a small line

one spat in her face

while the other cried

and her only son

shakes his head

while the other children

didn’t bother to show

it’s really pitiful

when there’s not much love

a small family torn

by her use of drugs