Obituary to my Fellow Man

Trailing Behind
I See You, Someone
Being Carried
In That Long Bed Car.

My Mind Sings Lowly,
"God Bless You."
So, You are Done Here On Earth
With the Things You've Come To Do.

Done With Growing Up
Done With Standing Tall
Done With Looking Large
Done With Feeling Small.

Done With Standing Out
Done With Fitting-In
Done Fulfilling Your Needs
Done Seeking What You Want.

Done With Finding Out
Done With Searching On
Done With Testing Out
Done Being Disappointed.

No More Pleasing Others
No More Pleasing Yourself
It Is Time To Go
Go!

You Came Like a Star
Now Burnt Out In Those Same Light
There has Been No Success
Nor There Been Any Failure.

One Sure Thing and
It's Apparent, That
Your Journey Is Complete
Finished or Interrupted, You Made It.

Be Pleased! And Farewell To You!!
Others Sure Will Miss You, and
Grieve In Your Departure, And
Until Then