Silent Death

I wish to be wiped away,

In a sudden morning,

Without being cremated.

I wish for a sudden death,

Like a buzzing fly

Without being noticed.

I wish to escape from,

This world of prejudices,

Who battle to make me pious

After I loss my breaths.

I wish to be dead,

In a silent morning 

Without being mourned

And I never wish to be engraved too.