Bury me,
Bury me,
Bury me,
Bury me, but let it be that I left a stirring mark in the sand of time.
Bury me but let it be that regret was regretting over the verity that I have nothing to regret over.
Let shame be ashamed for the simple truth that I have nothing to be shameful for.
Bury me but not until:
I drained out my gift,
Empty the vessel of my talent,
Send my wealth on a voyage to service for humanity,
Established an indestructible monument of a life burn out for a good cause.
Till the firmament
could crest my name in beautiful colors of good memories,
And my stars form a constellation of unbeatable hall of fame.
Bury me but wait till my epitaph could read:
This is a man who didn’t just do all his best, but goes beyond what was called his best to leave a perdurable legacy.
A man who when people thought his talent was buried didn’t know it was planted to yield a good fruit.
A man who fought a worthy battle just to earn the world a deserving peace.
A man who availed himself a tool of war, so the world can be a well meaning place.
Bury me, but wait till all this is done.
UNSINKABLE PEN 