My Wishes

Funerals are actually a pretty weird concept when you think about it.

Someone dies.

But instead of respecting their wishes

And privacy

We display their decaying bodies to the world.

White, dark, and dead.

 

When I die, I do not want a funeral

I do not want my dearest loved ones

To dress my dead body in the hopes I may come back to life

Then plan the ceremony that celebrates my past life

Then have to watch my body descend to the depths of the underground

I wish for anything but that.

Author's Note

grammar? like? dislike? anything?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I told my family. No funeral. Burn my body and toss me in Lake Superior or the Pacific ocean. Waste of money to put me in the ground. I tell people. Want to remember me. Plant some trees. I would like that. I like your opinions on funerals. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Night]

I've been meaning to write you a review for ages now, your style is so different but so captivating, you have my total agreement concerning this poem! I'm so glad I read it!

[DeCipher]

I like this, because I feel the same exact way. Grammar seems good as well. But I'm no English major either!