will there be any to mourn for me ?
will i be missed by those who dwell around
or will i just fade into obscurity ?
will my passing be felt at all ?
will my poetry be read ?
or will my life's loneliness persist
when this battered mortal shells is dead ?
will the tears that fall for me be many
though those who cared for me be few
will i receive a stirring eulogy
proclaiming that my heart and aims were true
most of all, i want to know
if at my funeral there will be
