I heard people talking
One day.
And the next day
There were people shouting!
And the next day
They whispered…
And the next day
They cried.
And floating, I was wondering what it meant.
I wish you could understand
That sadness and sentiment
Was not deserved for me.
I thank you for it but
This is not for me,
So stop praying for me.
Do not ask for mercy on my soul
From your god
When I’m gone.
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