THE POET OF DEATH

If you are going to remember me as anything , 

Remember me as the " POET OF DEATH "

A poet who is so obsessed with torment 

A poet who is so inconsistent with the idea of sustenance. 

A poet who was bought up in a cage, 

A poet who's lineage is from apartheid, 

A poet who made history by her writings on death

Remember me, 

Remember me, as "THE POET OF DEATH"

But when I die, 

At the end or due to an accident , 

Don't mourn me, don't regret the death of a poet,

Who was born to die, and forever rest. 

But remember me as "THE POET OF DEATH "

Remember that, eradication could make me address, 

For what I could be known forever, or never, 

Don't cry for the deceased, don't die for the deceased, 

Euthanasia is the curse of voluntary annihilation

And something I was blessed, 

Remember me as THE POET OF DEATH

But don't lament me if " my poetry was ever dead"

 Remember me as THE POET OF UNCONSCIOUS , 

But don't protest against the artists who are ANTIDEATH, 

As they must have bore something that have made them feel this bequeatheth, 

Remember me as someone who was always out of breath. 

Neglect me in the anguish to annihilate, 

Neglect me in the salvages of your last breathe, 

Neglect me if you feel my poetry could curb your strength, 

Remember me as "THE POET OF DEATH".

 Remember me as the antagonist of Macbeth, 

Remember me in your company of cigarette, 

Remember me as the foe of faith and the friend of Elizabeth, 

Remember me as the lover of regrets. 

Remember me when you could find no escape out of this closet, 

Remember me when you could find no Gateway out of this sonnet, 

Remember me while ingesting the pills for your chronic illness, 

Remember me as " THE POET OF SICKNESS "

Remember me as "THE POET OF NEGLECT"

Remember me as "THE POET OF DEPTH" 

Remember me "THE POET OF INCESSANT"

but perform my last honours only as "THE POET OF  DEATH"

Leeza