The Last Box

The last box
The empty hands but body weighed
The dispatching free of charge
The man who gave all his wealth, now
In the coffin box;
The deserted land
The deserted life
The home faraway
The box is wrapping
The body is frozen
The morgue with many
The departure ready
The day came to send off
The body shaved again
The cleaning, tying
The eyes closed
The hairs combed
The perfume sprayed on
The white cloth covered
The Embalmed body kept
The flight ready to fly
To receive the body
The family or friends
The port today nobody, they are often with
The lovely smile and flowers
The man gave all his wealth, now
In the coffin box;
The soul from abroad
The landed in airport roams,
The unclaimed waits for
The funeral ceremony…