'Epitaph For Micmac' Poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory

‘EPITAPH FOR MICMAC’

Here it is my epitaph
Call that a life? You are having a laugh
At life, I was willing to try
However, I was born to die
My life, was never normal or dull
My life, I lived to the full
Wipe your tears do not sigh
I was born to die
Yes, oh to sure, I am dead
Get it into your head
I have not joined god in heavens high
I am dead I was born to die
Celebrate my life I was born to die
Smile and be happy, have a laugh
I was born so you could read my epitaph
Lots to eat and drink at my gaff
Here it is my epitaph
Hear about it, from the local telegraph
See the banner in the sky
I was born to die
My mother gave birth
Which at the time caused great mirth?
She’s dead too, why oh why
We were all born to die
Go on get some life in
Beg, borrow or sin
We are all born to die
We are all borne to live
Live now,
Die later,
Much later!
Enjoy life now; you have all the rest of it left to look forward to, the next stage. Do not be afraid there may be something interesting waiting for you when you come to join me. Death may be a ‘new beginning‘.


MICMAC