Where We Buried the Body

[Tiger the Lion]

Where We Buried the Body
 
There were four of us kids;
each knowing what had to be done and why.
 
Dad was pious yet prudent;
a marvel of charm 
who by the grace of God 
made millions in real estate 
and invested it well.
His colleagues called him Midas.
 
Mother collapsed when he died
and dementia-bent she sent
an outrageous cheque
to the very church that killed him.
 
And she promised more
and promised more
and promised more 

until finally committing her body
too,
 
by our hands,
by our will,
 
by the lilacs
in the southwest corner
of the churchyard.