When they are goneLink(AI-F)

Walking past a cemetery, I let myself wonder 

And realized how much there was to ponder

About what happens to these people, 

When they’re gone

I mean, wouldn’t the epitaph be a stereotype when they die?

Would that be the way they want to be remembered by?

Did any bother to ask them?

When they’re gone 

If I asked it something, would it start a conversation?

Or remain mute, and suffer mind inflation?

Does anyone know what really happens? 

When they’re gone 

Would they go to hell, drenched in sins? 

Or find refuge in heaven, where everyone should have been?

Is this karma thing a fraud? 

Do they really reincarnate and become one with god?

Is the reality just too extreme? 

Is it just that hard to believe?

That they remain in that casket

Forever to be in a corpse basket

Would it matter in the end?

When they’re gone

No matter what happens, 

Their souls will always remain in someone’s heart

By the ones that promised to never break apart

The ones that promised to join them one day

When they too, are gone

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