In Attendance

In attendance.

Though no role is called

Every seat is filled

And many more continue to trickle in

In the front.

Heads are down

Without a single eye

Trained upon the speaker

Still respect is shown no question

In the back.

There is a whisper

Followed by a sniffle

Silence still prevails in its solemn way

In attendance.

Everyone attends

But no one wants the cause

Attends, respect, and silence

As is expected at the funeral

-Kel Dayheart