When people die, they're only dead;
No angels weep beside their bed.
Please, spare the silly euphemisms
As we go through departurisms.
We don't "pass on," we're simply done,
As though we never had begun.
The only place we were, is here,
And now we're not; is that not clear?
In a way I hope that's not true but if it is, I won't care because I won't know!
ReplyDeleteWell said.
ReplyDeleteAbout the dead.
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