Saturday, 23 March 2019

Don’t Bother When I am Gone


The destiny of man is the grave
Bitterness may be all I gave
Laughter and love may be what I hoarded
Don’t bother, the ship of oblivion I’ve boarded

Don’t bother when I am gone
To pray for my soul either dusk or dawn
For I will bargain for my fate hereafter
Don’t bring men who earn from the altar

Don’t bother when I am gone
Tears and pain in this world a conclusion forgone
And a world, a blameless world awaits
Without bills and fear of being among misfits

Don’t bother about me
Don’t regret the things you’d have done
I tried to drown me
And live the life you projected

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