I am sure
When I die
No one will cry
I made everybody
So independent of me
I wish
My every day
Was like my funeral
Everybody around me
Talking about me
And I don’t even
Bother to see
Have some grave concerns
About my life beyond grave
When the earth of my birth
Becomes the dust of my grave
And I face my grave
Was I the brave
Who braved all odds?
Shall I en-grave the word
On my grave?
This work displays a welcome sense of self-deprecating , mordant humour.
Have some grave concerns
About my life beyond grave
When the earth of my birth
Becomes the dust of my grave
And I face my grave
Was I the brave
beautiful reflection and composition of words