...in death.

When I've taken
my final breath
please don't mourn
my passing 
nor celebrate my life.
You never, really
understood me 
in life
how could 
you possibly
understand me
in death.

Reviews

[Govind singh]

Omg that's so deep....the last para,outstanding dude

[Huw]

6 foot deep, eventually...

Thanks for taking the time to read and comment.

[Robin Saxon]

There is a an unhappiness in this particular poem that I did not find in other works of yours. When you compare this to 'And when resisted they flee' it's almost like they were written by two different people.
'And when...' is so full of positive attitude, nothing will bring me down etc, where as this piece is all nobody understands me, I'm all alone. Well done, great writing.

Also 'He was fearful' speaks volumes in how we treat children and the elderly.

[Huw]

Greetings Robin,

“When resisted they flee” is autobiographical and the subject is the gratefulness I’ve been given. “In death” is an attack upon the hypocrisy of tears at the grave. The former is how I feel the latter is based on observation. I have been studying teenage suicide for a number of years and “In death” was written as a response to all those parents who weep and wonder when their child is found dead. The often heard compliant is that they were unaware than anything was wrong and that the child did not confide in them.
He was fearful is auto biographical apart from the last four lines. These are again observational and as you stated he was fearful is an insight into how families treat the elderly. It's basis is an old Welsh saying. "ddwywaith plentyn" translated as twice a child. It infers that as a child is so will the elderly person be in years before death. Old habits die hard...

Thanks again.