Why Not Then

Here I am as the story of my death unfolds

The story of my life to be forever untold

People look down upon the casket I'm in

People seem to care now, but why not then



As I lie here I feel my spirit as it's moving

My bodies mobility is now completely gone

People above me seemingly mourning tears

As I reach deaths reality, my ultimate fear



Is it only to keep their conscience clear

After all of those lonely depressing years

When for the longest they were never there

All of the sudden I die, they suddenly care



Oh, do they indeed really care, I think not

Now they lower my body into the fresh sod

If indeed though, I wonder as I'm buried here

Why do they care now, once I've disappeared

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