R.I.P.

R.I.P.

Passed on
From a plenitude of pain
Onto platitudes so plain

Everyone's a saint in their eulogy
But neither lament this frail corpse
Nor glorify it unduly

Give credit where it's due
Without speaking untrue
Words twist and memory misremembers

Moving on
Learn from our dear departed
Lessons that shouldn't be discarded:

Any fool can prattle like lowly chattel
Few are those who grab the bull by its horns
Most conform and go along with the common cattle

Don't ever settle
Or be that pot calling the kettle
Black as a widow who mourns

Carry on
If one's legacy benefits all
Another shall surely come to heed the call...

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