When I'm gone
Incinerate the literacy I have created
Spread the dust on my poor grave
Or throw it in the pacific ocean or somewhere
So that I may see
The world start a revolution
Without my help

When I'm gone
Make sure to keep my identity
Never tell them the death of me
For I am afraid
For that I would become famous
After I die
Synonym to other ancient poets

When I'm gone
The world will surely succumb to chaos
Bury me deep into the ground
Deep as you can
So that my body won't be harm
By bombs and explosions
And will decay properly