I hope when I drop dead
You're honest about who I am
I'll be the one who's brown bread
So won't be able to give a damn.
If you're one who never liked me
Don't pretend that you did
Just say it like it really was
When they nail down my coffin lid.
I don't want a ton of plaudits
Like for that Charles Kennedy chap
If you must say it how it was
None of that pretend you liked me crap.
Because if you're someone who I don't like
I'm not going to pretend to cry
In truth I will be smiling
When it's your turn to die.
It's not that I didn't like him
But bottom line was he's one of them
And even though he's seems a decent bloke
At heart he was still a Lib-Dem.
Yes, he died far too young
And had a drink problem like me
But it's not as if I'm celebrating
More indifferent than full of glee.
He was a politician from the telly
I didn't share his views
In fact the only thing I'm sorry about
Was that it was him & not Simon Hughes.
Dulwich Poet 2nd June 2015
(This was in response to the death of the high profile Liberal Democrat politician Charles Kennedy, who was an alcoholic, which forced him out of office. It's about how people are so nice in death, but perhaps if they cared so much when people were alive....)
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