A word from the Grave

Speak not the truth lest ye be beaten with it
Hope not lest it be torn from your grasp
Care not lest you be burdened by the multitudes
Speak no kind words lest you be treated as a fool
Fear not death for death is nothingness sublime
And none can harm you there
For in death there is no sorrow no pain at all
Only in life is there the pain of the cruel
Only the living can be counted as fools
For even those you've helped and the cruel as well
Will join u in time into that place of sleep divine
Mark my words for they be true even you thine reader
Will join me in time