Wail Not When I Die Poem by John Sensele

Wail not when I die
Spare your tears, spare your lies
Enjoy yourself to the fullest when I cry
Swallow your lies in the sties alongside the fake ties

In your hearts you never meant
When in your hearts of stone
All you sent and spent
Glorified your tone of utter scorn

Poured at will
Concealed from men and women
Until
Your pen insane and inane

Wrote the sneer and leer
Hearts of rock
Clear in their crocodile tear
The truth could no more block when the clock

Chimed time up
For me to go
To take the last sip from the poisoned cup
I couldn't forgo

As to your world of sorrow
I bid farewell
Because the secret of tomorrow
Belongs to God who says it is well that ends well at the knell of his bell.