Will I say goodbye,
What will it be like,
The day I will die,
Terrible accident,
Painful death,
Chronic Cancer,
Or will I be drowned in the Ocean
Never to be found?
How will I die,
A poor man
A rich man
Pauper, coward
Or will I die a hero?
Who will be there to mourn,
When I am gone,
Will I be alone,
Will people shed tears and groan,
Cry for the fortune I will leave behind,
Or just weep over what I own?
Who will be lying by my side,
Mourning with an eulogy song,
Not willing to let go,
Will it be my lovely wife,
Or children calling me back to life?
What will be said over my death body,
Will friends say I am stinking
Watch me from a distance
Afraid to touch my carcass,
Will I cause pain I their hearts,
For leaving them without a word,
What will be ringing in their minds?
Will I be laid in the sand,
Just besides my late grandfather's right hand,
Will there be a new soul born,
And named after me,
Will Momma stand the pain,
Of losing one of her sons,
The day I will die
Who will be there to mourn?
Joker's Mirror
