Here lies..
The man,
Standing on the next street.
Here lies..
The man,
Drinking coffee,
At the table across yours.
Here lies..
The man,
Who sits in the same bus to work.
Here lies..
A brother,
A father,
A son,
A stranger.
The stranger that no one knew,
That no one bothered to know.
Here lies..
John Doe
A/N: For those who have have no one to visit their grave.
For those who have no widows with a crying face.
For those who have no flowers to put upon their grave.
Those who have only two words engraved.
JOHN DOE
For those unknown souls.
May they rest in peace.