Wherever You Please

When my heart gives away and my spirit leaves,

I grant you permission to lay my limp body wherever you please.

Lay me among the dead,

Or maybe some place sweet,

where you can see the sunset.

You can disintegrate me in a fire,

Or freeze the remnant of me in a statue, so all can admire.

Whatever you do to the remainder of me,

should be only to your preference.

Because when I'm dead, I'm dead.

I'm already gone to heaven.