marked, field in dark
alone on stone.
\'Life took care of me
after
I took care of myself\'
here lay mother\'s child
success, sole little pile.
take for yourself nothing more.
take for yourself nothing less.
men will want your more
men will want no less
credit for work, bought or lent
but a true poet will never lament
and cry her lack of self important.
and let me tell you of emotion\'s rent
that must be payed by verse sent
written with meaningful intent,
this warning no may circumvent.
so write, child, take care
write, old soul, take care.
write without fame in your hair,
write instead so you may tear,
incite excite intensify a change
within the corrupt\'s lair.
I say, take care!
above most all, take care!
first flower for formidable growth,
must bloom within self\'s bold oath.
second spread scents - inspire worldwide.
so, rest you may lay lastly lots self-satisfied.
\'I took care of myself
Before
Life took care of me.\'