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'' Isn't Grave Robbing Classed As A Crime ''
If I were to go into a cemetery and dig up the remains of the deceased I would be charged
with body snatching, leave me for a few centuries it's called archaeology?the mind boggles.
Written in response to another ' DISCOVERY ' of ancient dead bodies
Being dug up and placed into museums in the name of science.
One day it could well be you or I.
Being laid to rest,
Should fill you with zest,
Earth to Earth then ashes to dust,
Those you love fulfilling your request,
In your future you gave them your trust.
With nature you're paired,
When your shell is interred,
Forever where you wanted to berth,
Never again would your body be bared,
Consecrated in Mother Earth.
Into this you bought,
Eternal peace you thought,
Till they decided to invade your grave,
The very thought would leave you distraught,
What they're doing really does deprave.
Being placed underground,
As an idea it's sound,
But you forgot about human behaviour,
In the future you could well be found,
Being buried isn't always your saviour.
From Egypt to Peru,
On to Katmandu,
Where your laid there is no guarantee,
That in the future they won't find you,
They'll then claim they are setting you free.
It's not only mean,
It's totally obscene,
No, say archaeological boffins,
To learn from the past we must intervene,
That's why we dig up old coffins.
People then pay,
To see you on display,
Viewing bodies to some is sublime?
A lack of respect is what I would say,
' Isn't Gave Robbing Classed As A Crime '
with body snatching, leave me for a few centuries it's called archaeology?the mind boggles.
Written in response to another ' DISCOVERY ' of ancient dead bodies
Being dug up and placed into museums in the name of science.
One day it could well be you or I.
Being laid to rest,
Should fill you with zest,
Earth to Earth then ashes to dust,
Those you love fulfilling your request,
In your future you gave them your trust.
With nature you're paired,
When your shell is interred,
Forever where you wanted to berth,
Never again would your body be bared,
Consecrated in Mother Earth.
Into this you bought,
Eternal peace you thought,
Till they decided to invade your grave,
The very thought would leave you distraught,
What they're doing really does deprave.
Being placed underground,
As an idea it's sound,
But you forgot about human behaviour,
In the future you could well be found,
Being buried isn't always your saviour.
From Egypt to Peru,
On to Katmandu,
Where your laid there is no guarantee,
That in the future they won't find you,
They'll then claim they are setting you free.
It's not only mean,
It's totally obscene,
No, say archaeological boffins,
To learn from the past we must intervene,
That's why we dig up old coffins.
People then pay,
To see you on display,
Viewing bodies to some is sublime?
A lack of respect is what I would say,
' Isn't Gave Robbing Classed As A Crime '
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