Monument

I don’t want a square one that will sink into cold ground

I do not want a tower above a sinking mound

I don’t want a palace or a choir singing ‘round

I want to be the ocean, I hear the peaceful sound.

I don’t particularly care for all the black that people wear

I guess it’s ‘cause I know that I’m going somewhere fair.

Don’t put me in a grave where the rain will wet my hair

Just set my heart aflame, with love, and lift me to the air.

Instead of carrying me slowly down into a black earth hole,

Instead of making me a monument to show my lowly role,

Make my monument the sky and my resting place the sea

Make your tears a celebration; your words my memory.