Testament

When eternity’s tolling its summons And my spirit must answer the bell, Verify my reply to the devil, Document my descent into hell. Draft a suitably cynical scripture As a testament tailored to fit My eccentric delinquent demeanor With sardonic, yet eloquent wit. Diagnose the malignant psychosis I embraced as I raced to my fate, And deliver a sordid prognosis. Pass a verdict that ends all debate. Let my legacy fade with the sunset. Let my memory pass down the drain As my shadow blends in with the darkness And my footprints dissolve in the rain. Bid farewell to the women I’ve cherished. Beg forgiveness of those whom I’ve hurt. Save a locket of hair for my children, And then scatter my ash in the dirt. Raise your glasses with festive abandon, Let the truth of the irony shine. Use profanity’s edgiest gesture, Toast my passing with laughter and wine.