Never Mourn At My Funeral

Never mourn at my funeral Because i'm not dead but sleeping And relaxing on Abraham's bossom Never mourn at my funeral You that come in view to mourning But within you, you're here to mock Because my poetry has once expose your secret-deeds Throw my body where you please Or let it be dismembered Never mourn at my funeral You the insect that bites my daffodils And you who want my fish to swim on a dry earth Throw me on a stormy sea Where Jonah fell But its a glorious shame I can never sight the river bank of Joppa Never mourn at my funeral You that come in my maker's name Just to bless my end Go thy way and search for lust souls Wear them a garment pure as snow Before they lie low with me And journey hell eternal Never mourn at my funeral But mourn for we're debtors of death Adesitimi Taiwo