When Samuel was alive.
He loved to sleep in a coffin.
He thought that the coffin was very comfortable.
He always woke up refreshed.
People thought that Samuel was strange.
He told his relatives that when he died.
He wanted to be buried in the same coffin.
But his relatives wanted to save money on a burial plot.
His relatives had him cremated.
Strange the transient sleeping and strange the eternal evaporation CHEAP mind makes all strange
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wise relatives. A dead man has no choice. The living make decisions for the dead. Rightly so.