Run Away Poem

When I die
Don't put my name on the newspapers
I don't wanna be temporary news
Either be the talk of the week

Do the following
Put my body on that plaza
Leave preferably a candle very close to my head
So I can read during the night

Don't put flowers on my arms
They die quickly
Look at me simply with sincerety
And I'll feel all covered with petals

Don't pray those memorized prayers
Simply think of me
And I'll feel
Dew of tenderness

Don't carry my body around the streets
Showing emotional marginalization
Cremate my body
I want to join some calm cloud
To date the stars

And if someone asks where I went to
Lie I became a hermit
And went to lie in the deep blue of the sky
At a chosen place
Far from all those who hate me and
Even further from all those who forgot me