Epitaph

I’m dead, but did I ever live? Nobody gives a damn I had to take, I had to give Not knowing who I am So that was it, and what to say Let me convey to you You see life in a broader way And in a longer view So speak for me, what its about What difference it makes From living of a garden sprout Since moment it awakes To get a share of sun and moon And rains and deadly snow What its about, ends too soon I didn’t have time to know.