Lolita

In death
They just had to
Not leave me in peace
My new awakening
A dismembered release
From a florida to Georgia
Cut up in bits
Put in fifty gallon barrels
Each part of me, fits
They the unintelligent
Low brow moronic indeed
Besotted on knowledge
Knowing little of me
Safeguard my bones
Burn me to ash
Send me by air
To be home in a flash
Reclaim my spirit
The rainbow bridge where
In the great scheme of things
I have always been there