I lie deceased and buried in the ground Wondering if being dead would be more fun It is silent except for the crawling sounds And the church bells that have just been rung I’ve heard the service was poorly attended With no one willing to say the eulogy One would think people would show more compassion For someone who died without a fuss in a tragedy Except for my sobbing wife my death hadn’t seem To have reduced anyone to tears I think most were relieved now that I was gone I had been distant even to the near and dear Left to my devices I am now that I am Supposedly on my way to heaven Although I doubt that shall ever come to pass I am guilty of the sins , all of the seven With no expectations from anyone in life I had lived quietly and solitarily With love for a drink and none for my nagging wife I had lived unostentatiously but precariously I keep wondering what epitaph they must’ve written Who would’ve paid for the tombstone It couldn’t have been my ungrateful children Who would be glad now to have been left alone Will the gravestone say that I was good That in life I had mattered to someone Or will it be bare with my name and date Attached with a lame excuse homespun My life had been lame and limp I’m glad that now it’s all quiet and peaceful So I can traverse to the doors of hell and hope That in death, life would be more colourful
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When it's time to leave, one day, we all will have to leave. And that day, you will remember all those tiny things that made you smile. You would yearn to live longer at least for a day. the poem in the structure of a tombstone reminds you of the inevitable nature of death. You would wish you made good use of each second you had. Alas the ignorance!
Let us take this time to reinforce the gift of life. So that when it is our time to leave, we shall leave with the least of disappointments.