The Disadvantages

[dukealien]

The Disadvantages


Being dead is not a lark
for though one lacks the vital spark
one lives in memory, remark
and catty epigram.

Those tasks one put off, still undone
aggrieve the grieving, every one
reproached as, pausing in the sun
they read one’s epitaph.

Debts left unpaid are bad enough
but those imposed at death are tough
to service with no verbal puff
of breath to cry revenge.

One knows who brewed the poisoned cup
or placed the bomb that blew one up
yet, mouthless, can’t enjoy the sup
that’s said to taste best cold.

So, if one has the chance to choose–
though life is always there to lose–
one strives to stay, by any ruse,
among the breathing class.

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Initially inspired by @busker's "Death, knock me on the head till I'm dead."

[brynmawr1]

Well done Duke.  Nice rhyme scheme throughout, though the last non-rhyme at the end is particularly pleasing.
bryn

[busker]

“ those imposed at death are tough
to service with no verbal puff
of breath to cry revenge.”

“yet, mouthless, can’t enjoy the sup
that’s said to taste best cold.”

Some great lines

I like the epigram / epitaph / class slant rhymes

And the revenge / cold connection between S3 and S4