Funeral Talk

What would your thoughts of me be when I reach glory?

Or will I be in Hades?

Wishing I could be trading Places

With more righteous people

They are not my equal

What would they say?

What would they be whispering?

Silently about my dismay

Would they call it my demise?

Criticize me for the life I lived

or lack thereof

Would they boast about how great I was?

How I was harmless

as a dove

Or will they exaggerate?

Make my life seem larger than life

Make me out to be more than what I was

Will they lie?

Say my demise was coming

That it was only a matter of time

Will they say that they saw all of the signs?

That I never saw death coming

Will they highlight my negative?

Bring up all the mistakes I did

Will they be airing out my dirty laundry?

Collecting the bones

Piecing them back together

Skeletons out of a locked closet

It's beyond me

Scary

All I want is a truthful eulogy

Honesty

When I'm gone dead

Don’t sing choruses of sad songs

Just know when I was alive

My sufferings were long

Where ever I went have to be better

When people tell my story

Speak it to the last letter

Please tell the world, I did matter