Mine Will Be A Lonely Funeral Poem by Erl Mbeha
Mine Will Be A Lonely Funeral
All the friends I had worked my whole life making
Will be strangers for I couldn't keep them.
No one will recognise my name on the radio
For I spent all my days alone in isolation.
My mother will be crying.
In the morning, it will probably be dry and empty
The heavens will not mourn my demise.
A solitary car will carry my wretched pine box
Moving sluggishly and followed by a miniature crowd.
My sister will weep painfully.
They will form a small procession
And one by one they will peer into my pine box
To witness my cold pallid countenance firsthand.
I will lie still and cold and will not be able to respond.
My niece will break down.
My brother will most probably be a successful man then.
He will love me with a tender brotherly love
But he will have a lot of responsibilities and ends to tie
So he'll be only starting his long journey home when all this happen.
My brother will mourn for me.
My mother will say a few words of affection
And they will be heavily punctuated by sobs and tears.
My 1 or 2 friends will say something too
About how I wasn't as dense as I appeared.
My few friends will miss me.
They will lower my pine box into my dreaded sepulchre
And the pastor will have his share of words to say
But he'll just do it for the Lord for he will not have known me.
Dirt will begin to pile up - terrifying darkness upon solid darkness.
My family will lament my passing.
The days will pass and the winds of time will blow me away.
I really enjoyed reading this poem, it touched my heart. You really did a great job by writing this poem since it shows what happens when one dies, a lot of people would opt not to write about this topic but you wrote about it. I really enjoyed it.
This is a great poem, it is filled with imagery and emotions. I was touched while reading this poem, you really did a great job with writing this poem since it describes what happens when someone dies.
They will lower my pine box into my dreaded sepulchre And the pastor will have his share of words to say But he'll just do it for the Lord for he will not have known me..my death, my funeral procession and my life in the grave. you have great imagination to write this my dear poet. thank u for bringing in the emotions of a death and final bye. tony
A good start with a nice poem, Sitali. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/14/2025 2:42:22 PM # 1.0.0
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth from the heart. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing Sitali.
Thank you so much.