Beyond Poem by Rue Palmer

My cousin reassures me which rings no bell
if she dies today which is not out of the way
send her no flowers, she never cares anyway
cry no tears.

It is up to me, I never thought less to make this real
for her mom may appeal and who knows lament and
cry extend no sorrows, no sad blear eyes.

She demands I listen. Who cares anyway? Forget the wake.
Show my face in no coffin like a cat. Just burn me.
Let my remains be.

She stops a while. Contending I'm aware. If it is not too much
she thought 'spread my ashes lightly on the seas, oceans,
and pacific, play music - reggae music.'

If my dad is not pleased, tell him it is my wishes indeed.
If any one should insist they should know I swim like a fish.

So when I go from this world, no sadness should be, or laughter
for my motive, for I will be forever in the winds of time.