Future Imperfect Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Beneath a gray and weeping sky
I watched a horse drawn hearse go by
A sight we very rarely see
It seems to have more dignity

Than any slowly driven limousine

Two horses black as ebony
A well matched pair walk sedately
Almost as if the horses know
The must put on a finer show

Than any slowly driven limousine

The hearse itself is gleaming black
With etched glass windows in the back
Through which it’s possible to see
The coffin more respectfully

Than any slowly driven limousine

The cortege as it passes by
Is guaranteed to catch the eye
It is a sight that seemingly
Most people would prefer to see

Than any slowly driven limousine

Though fashions change there is a cost
The sense of dignity is lost
Although I’m sure they do their best
Nothing attracts less interest

Than any slowly driven limousine