I need not perfumed candles flickering
Near bouquets of flowers put in a public place
For my demise.
With empathy and understanding,
I led a simple life and by means honest,
I earned bread for my family.
If Corona came and killed me,
Blame not my family or friends
Or even the government
For I was destined to depart in this way.
My body did not have a decent cremation,
Nor did I hear my dear ones crying for me
For they were not allowed to accompany my corpse.
However, I could hear my my family and neighbors
Crying for me at home behind masks feeling sorry
For the way I was cremated with a delay of eight hours
Along with a pile of other corpses in a public parking.
Cry not my beloved ones, cry not my friends,
Life is just a journey from one dimension to another
And we will definitely meet again.
What matters most is how we traced our karmic path,
How true we were to ourselves and how we reacted
To the pains and needs of others.
All of us will depart one day,
Be it a grand funeral or a hardly noticeable one.
All of us will leave the planet when the time comes,
Be it the rich or the poor or the learned and the illiterate.
Death is that portal that leads to a better world
Where there is light of love and love for the light.