If I died tonight
if I ceased to exist,
weep for me not, for this crushing life by me, will certainly not be missed.

If I was found tomorrow in a pool of my profoundest sorrow, just put on your bravest face.
Because at last for me it’s over, this most contemptible rat race.

If I died tonight
And ceased to be around.
Please let not my fading memory make you inconsolably frown.

For I am in a better state without the constant barrage of quandary.
Life now has it’s completed boundary.

Just keep your tattered dreams that me only just ever confused???
Knowing though as I, the reality all the while is everyone will be abused...

If I died tonight and the so-called white light came into view.
At least clarity now for me, no longer will anything needlessly be askew.

I welcome the permanent change to silence.
This I’m sure is the ultimate alliance.


J.I.F.

Job 17:1
My spirit has been broken, my days have been extinguished; The graveyard awaits me.

Job 3:11
Why did I not die at birth? Why did I not perish when I came from the womb?