To me pomp and ceremony is boring and dull
And of rank and class distinction i've had a gut full
The facts are we are born as mortals and facts never lie
The monarch and president must eventually die
No matter what your status it all comes to nought in the end
As we all have to die why otherwise pretend
Since death makes us all equal then death i salute
The life's reaper is the champion egalitarian and that is the truth
You may be the one the masses celebrate
A renowned billionaire and looked up to as great
But the reaper on your life has the final say
And for you like all others a last night and day
Pomp and ceremony is boring to cynical me
Though each to their own that's how it seems to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem