A conversation that upsets some
After biology of death, what’s to be done?
A funeral, a memory board
Or do you lean toward
My obvious choice, the glow.
The glow of cremation is my vend
Then there’s no question if my end
Is real, no one has to make the choice
No chemistry decision for the fam
No pulling of plugs for the state I am
All decisions properly made
By me while I’m still sane in my head
It was an easy choice, I fear not
What is, is what is, no mysterious plot
Curious more than frightened I think
Of course right now I’m not on the brink
That’s one reason why these decisions are done
Now, no burden for others just me, just one.
Images by DeviantArt
No, I don’t think I am a Phoenix, I just like the graphics☺️