Do not cry for me
Nor weep for regrets
Things done or undone
Lived, or long forgotten
A life's end is a final time
Not to be filled with losses
Nor with fears and doubts
Those are for survivors
The last chapter written
Should laud their time
An epoch given and shared
Unspoken regrets left silent
Those things that are troubling
Must give way with kind words
Sincerity beyond self shared
So goodness will bloom afar
It's time, the last time
The grave will mute the past
Regrets of offenses follow it
Compassion in the passing
Beyond self regard
Beyond prejudices of the past
Lies a selfless land
Where there are no boundaries