When I Die
When I die
Do not remember me
My corpse will not care;
Do not draw me back there
With words you never said
While I drew in air;
Spare me the ceremony
And all the orchestrated grief.
If you go on with your funeral show
Stopping your mouths for a moment or two
I doubt the angels will be impressed
With a moment's self-restraint
They will look on with stolid eyes
Bearing with you for a little while
Until the time comes
For you to go,
And for you to be ferried
To the fires below.
Copyright © Mike T | Year Posted 2012
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