The Black Hearse

                                      As they carry me out

                                    Of that big black hearse

                              Down the aisle, into the church

                          People stare, as the coffin goes by

                       They are all gather here, to say goodbye

                           Please don't put on a show for me

                                 Just lower me in the ground

        And let me be

                     I'm gone now and it's to late to apologize

                         For all the sorrows and reasons why

                           Be happy I'm gone

  From this miserable place

            To meet my maker face to face

                 So when that day comes

                    And I'm in the church

    Only to take my last ride

        In the black hearse

In the cemetary, that's where they'll leave me

          Six feet under, dead and set free

 

Reviews

[Chamil3001]

first when i started to read it, i thought its a sad poem.
but why did you put "So when that day comes"
for me, it takes out all that sorrowful meaning in the poem.

i can see that you say in the line,
"Be happy I'm gone"
you show little anger though..

hmm
quite amusing..