The Gravyard.

We see and hear them

All the time,

“Nobody else can do this job!”

“I know how to do it!”

“All my life I have been doing this.”

“I won’t show anybody else, it’s my job”


These people that think they know it all,

And nobody else can do the work they do.

They may well know what to do,

And probably do it well,

But what they say and believe

Is to justify their life to themselves.

What they never seem to realise though

Is that the graveyard is full,

Full of indispensable people.


  • dusk arising

    Nobody writes 'em like you do though Andy.
    Have you decided on an epitaph? My ex told me a couple of years back that she wanted a certain song to be played at her funeral "be cool" by Joni Mitchell. I am envious of her choice. Joni's lyrics are to die for.
    As a young man, waiting for dead man's shoes job promotion wasn't good enough for me and took me onto adventures where i swiftly rose to my own level of incompetence. Where I comfortably remain .... I know my place LOL

    • Goldfinch60

      I have my funeral all planned and the song I have chosen to leave the service from is:


    • orchidee

      Good write Gold.
      If it was a joking matter - I will come and wake the dead - I will sing!

    • Teddy.15

      Dear Andy, nobody wants to do anything here in Italy, theres a great lack of passion. great reflection though. x

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you Teddy, that seems odd Teddy as I always think of Italy as a passionate country.


        • Teddy.15

          No one wants to work here Andy there is no customer service with a smile and in hospitals all though they are brilliant At what they do it's hardly a compassionate moment . Maybe passionate about football but I see it different as a foreign person of course there are those who are the exception but even my Italian friends agree with my thoughts. On the first day back at school after 3 months there was a teacher's strike and some children didn't get to go and enjoy the first day because they were sent home. It's not the place it once was for now at least. X anyway sorry to go on X

        • Marie

          You have finely captured a subject which is seldom discussed in this excellently penned poem, dear poet. So many people think they are indispensable and that could not be further from the truth. If a worker dies suddenly, almost instantly someone steps into his/her shoes and life goes on. Some people think the world revolves around them and not around the sun, sadly their thinking is way off the mark. I agree 110% that every cemetery in the world is full of people who thought that they couldn't be done without, but once we are gone, life goes on. That is a cold hard fact of life and a true one and you have captured it superbly in this wonderful poem, dear poet. Thank you for sharing with me today. Lovely work!

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Marie, in my long working life, now ended, I came upon so many people who would not show others how to do their work in case they took over their jobs. I showed newcomers everything that I could to help them in their work but knowing that the one thing they would never have is the experience of that work as you cannot teach experience. I had my forty seven years and one month working and never being out of work.


            • Marie

              Most welcome, Andy. Yes, I've seen that attitude here in Ireland also where those experienced in their job were reluctant to teach newcomers the ins and outs of the job in case they lost their jobs. That was a very selfish attitude and I love how you helped new workers to settle in and learn. It is so true that experience is gained only with the passing of time and I congratulate you on the many years you stayed in employment without being out of work, bless you. Thank you for sharing with me, Andy. I wish you every possible joy, happiness, good luck in your golden years - enjoy every moment! Bless you always...

            • Doggerel Dave

              Well at least it wasn't 'My Way', Andy....
              But beyond that , since oldsters have stuffed life , the climate, the whole damn thing up, It's high time another generation had a go....Much more complicated than that, I know - but tonight that's where I'm leaving it.
              It is a good write, too...

              • Goldfinch60

                It is not the oldsters who have stuffed life, in our day we were saving world by recycling things unknowingly.

                Thanks Dave.


                • Doggerel Dave

                  You are welcome, Andy.
                  Not quite sure of the reference to recycling - interesting.

                  I think my response was really generated because it reminded me of the song 'My Way'. First time I heard it, I thought that it was great - and then I found out that it was top of the pops when it came to funeral songs . Couldn't help but connect it to the blokes (was blokes, I bet) you were complaining about...Thumbs up for Bill Haley. Should have 'em rocking in the aisles 😊

                • Jerry Reynolds

                  Good write, Andy.
                  Yep the world and the grave is full of the self right.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Thank you Jerry, so true.


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