A NOTE FOR THE LIVING WHEN I DIE

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    • Arutee4ever
    • is same person as Raymond Tom Oyil of "raycreations", a literary outfit in my room which contains all my published and unpublished works, including an autobiography, BORN TO LIVE, published in 2008 in commemoration of my diamond jubilee on planet earth. I am a retired, but tireless and hungry seeker of knowledge through reading, writing, observing, deep thinking and evoking and accepting constructive criticism. Please read and comment on my poems. All my love.

    A NOTE FOR THE LIVING WHEN I DIE

    When I die as die we must,
    Another home for me do not create in a morgue.
    Commit me within forty-eight hours after my call
    Six feet down on my "Endurance Villa's" forecourt.
    As the revelers and wailers gather to dance or mourn,
    My numb and ugly body do not lay in the hall
    For all eyes to leer at, jeer and mock.
    When I return from whence I came, the dust,
    Another reason do not seek in the oracle's dingy hut.
    Submit to divine will and see it as every mortal's lot.
    As my "enemies" their celebration cake cut,
    Allow them "rejoice" with the mental yoke they've got,
    Till death, the great leveler decides their turn
    To answer the sure, certain and inevitable call.


    Copyright Arutee4ever (2009)
    Ray Oyil
    Raycreations

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    mykhail commented on A NOTE FOR THE LIVING WHEN I DIE

    02-08-2009

    Arutee, I rather enjoyed this poem, very good and full of meaning!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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