No Epitaph


Speak no words over my grave
Let there be no mention
of the empty words in life I made
I couldn't save myself
from this awaiting, rotting resting place
And I surely can't save you from the same fate
No, let there be no words written
on my gravestone,
let their be no epitaph
On my tombstone, let there be nothing
to remember me by
And as you weep over my dead body,
the winds of time will howl,
"Who among you will be the next to die?"

Written in dedicated continuance of my father's poem, "This Is My Will"

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