My Demise

This will be my epitaph Sad, but it will make many joke and laugh, It's all about my painful demise Caused by people with desires in their eyes. The words on my tombstone I hope all to read And for your own life, please take heed, What happened to me could happen to you And it will if you don't keep these words true. When unto me anyone ever pleaded I gave them money and help whenever needed, I gave to my family and friends and also to the poor Now, I have no more. It's now hard for me to pay or control my debts Which fills my soul with pain and regrets, I never asked or pleaded for any type of help I am now alone and all my myself. The people that I have helped they have all left In my belief and care there was a theft, In me they see no more help or any more dollars No more are they my friends or my callers. I was left abandoned on the side of the road Where I carry such a very heavy load, Though alone I sit and I ponder and I cry Because, the people that I had helped quickly passes me by. "Here lies the once proud and the brave" "6 foot down in his grave", "He helped whenever that he could" "And he gave donations when he knew he should". "He gave the very shirt off of his back" "If anyone needed it or did ask", "He truly was a caring and a helpful dude" "But, he died because he donated all of his money and all of his food". Randy L. McClave