Appeal
to our
better natures.
Soften public
opinion toward
your parents.
Annoy and afflict others
with memories of how you lived
and died.
Suggest a better world
for those who remain,
eventually. At least
remain
a lesson
on the way there.
There’s rotting
to be done. There are
cheap shots to be taken
at your expense.
Absorb and deflect them
and in fact cease caring
for what strikes you,
as you were unable to do
in your last live minutes.
Lie there until
someone grows a conscience
and replants it elsewhere.
Feed it
on your name
and last words.
Water it
with unruly streams
of your blood and tears.
Fade from it, or do not.
Not for everyone,
not for long years.
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