my final resting place (makes no difference)
pine simple knotted, rough hewn makes no difference
lay me in it, stiffened corpse, rigor mortis
no myrrh no spices cinnamon and rue to subdue
don't spend over 100 dollars at Lowes or the Depot
the grim real stark naked truth of rotten flesh
paled skin, collagen sparse, decimated cells worn out heart
happens will to all of us, noble and the meek,
rich and the poor, known and unknown,
smart and the dumb by world's standards
makes no difference, we're all brothers
same genes, same frame, same game called life, same earth
same beginnings, same parents, adam and wife, eve
a rough twisted natural mesquite stump for a cross
push it shallow makes no difference
buttress it erect with the bushes, random stones in wild land
far from rogue judges called humanity
over the pine box simple, rough hewn knotted
not too deep, don't work too hard shallow's fine
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
atoms and molecules all will rust
like the handles on brass silver's tarnish
some at ocean's bottom, some burned to ashes,
some mutilated in accidents, some cancerous died
nothing pretty about death anyhow,
some in the papers and news some not, it's okay
God doesn't miss or skip a beat
precious in his sight nonetheless, he reassembles, ressurects
breathes back life, no second death, faith in him, his only son
a phony life covered with varnish will slip away
no one will notice, all too busy with their own
blinded forgotten parameters obscure lines undelineated
unfathomed introspection unprospected fallen into fault lines
unobstructed fooled, busy chasing life and lost in death
beguiled narcissistic fools mesmerized by their own smoke and mirrors
in the name of ego's buck and pride's reflection caught in the headlights
of skull and crossboned master of ill disguise thus surmised
million dollar casket, makes no difference
lay me in the pine box simple, i did my best, made mistakes like everyone else,
remember me by the life i lived as close i could to the truth
believe in me and you will live forever,
i am the resurrection and the life, john 3:16
scatter my ashes over the land, ocean, prairie desert sands
let the earth's wind's take them or let them fly at someone's sneeze
prefer the earth decompose the pine box, i like the smell of conifer pitch
i've felled many ponderosa pine in the sierra mountains
my final resting place?
Anywhere upon this rocky earth i live upon
each act of love, each stab at right, lift up the fallen, make smile the sullen
sacrificed in name of christ