Who shall lament at my demise
When this world below I leave?
Who bears proof with blood-shot eyes?
Will one among you grieve?

Who will stand when I cannot
To trumpet deeds I've done?
Am I the one that time forgot
The name that people shun?

Who will walk me to my grave
And mark the place I lay?
Will one step forth, he who's brave
One strong enough to pray?

The seeds I've sown have fell in vain
For the darkness steals the light
They'll simply say, "He was insane"
Because of things I write

If not one tear shall fall for me
The world will one day know
I need not your sympathy
For I am Edgar Allen Poe