Don't Mourn Me Poem by Major Elazia

One day we will all succumb
Someday, we have to part in timeless separation
Before that day comes, I remain a pauper
I hope just in paper I stand alone in grief for that is real
Because, you have taken me to be a timeless fool

True's the word why I am a pauper
So when I die, do not come to glorify me
Telling testimony of what a good fine gentleman I was
Just make merry and make more gory stories
So that the world will know I lay in dust because of you

When I decide to create fortune from the little I have
You shouted loud I own nothing, so?
Not even on my father's land can I stand tall
And you pushed for equality in disregard of equity
I will forever accuse you all for your hefty greediness

My son, I fear when I am gone, if indeed I leave early
To depart and be with our ancestors in the stars
I know I have left you with nothing, because, they hate your mother
But son, if it happens, I don't know if your uncles will stand with you

That little hurt I built was not to be the full house
It was meant to be the TV room, adjacent to the living lounge
Now, they call it a cage, because your father is pauper
Whose big dreams may not come to be, but never give up son

One day, you will read and understand the poem 'Desidarata'
Listen to its words of wisdom, and go placidly amid the haste and noise
Because now, I lay down my anger and unquench my fistIt is not wise to break kin and kith because material things, but I won't let it, however little.

To they that bequeath me dis-inheritance, with all the pomp you have to show
Rejoice in happiness, because the future will avenge for the weak
Who meekly stand before the razing sea storms in the heart
Due to the heartless of their mother's children

Siblings, do not mourn, do not wipe my widow's tears if I die
In death do not be hypocrites and pretend you will help my son
So far none has done that, and do not build me a house for funeral pomp
Don't even bury me in a coffin, just deposit me in the loose soil and never stand guard by my grave

To my true friends, in spirit I salute you,
You have stood with me through the worst of all times without a word of pain piercing my heart.
Friends, if I die tomorrow, I excuse you from coming to my funeral
And if you must come, do not contribute even a shilling, come and just watch, mourn and go.