My last Will

Instead of burying me six fit below Throw my body where trees and wild flowers lie, Let the insects tear my rotten flesh And let the birds sing for me a mournful lullaby If I die, With the guide of the moon and stars Burn my body during the night sky Let the wind and my ashes collide If I die, Let my body touch the sea— Let the tide merge with me May the waves guard my corpse If I die, Bring my body in the middle of the forest and Let the nature decide May the moss and the grass cover my remains Or Let the gentle giants feast my meat Those poor creatures who urge to survive Not those ghouls who feed their hunger Just like their lust and fraud desires If I die, Let the nature freed my soul Far from those ghouls Who devour a dead body for the sake of pleasure No fool should touch my tomb Nor my deceasing form This will be my last will Please, let me rest in peace.