The Autopsy

They bring you to me,and I wonder
who you may be.What did you do to
get placed here before me?
Were you a cheerleader, or a prom
queen,or someone famous from t.v?
May be you were a jock.A foot ball
hero a teacher or a priest,or may
be you were a computer geek.
Were you a cop a baker a crook or
a whore,or maybe your the cashier down
at the food store.
What did you do to get placed before
me.Were you a kid playing out in the
street.Were you someone who like to
steal,or were you killed makeing a
drug deal.
What did you do to get placed before
me? I ask my self this question a few
times a week,when they bring you to
me your just dead meat.
Please forgive me if for you I do
not cry,for right now it's autopsy
time.