Abracadaver

One minute I’m here & the next I’m gone.
We play our brief parts; then the curtain’s drawn.

We don’t get a say in the roles life casts.
It’s how you deliver; impression lasts.

Make your own music & sing your own song.
Ad lib your life quick for it won’t last long.

Bury me quick & make it like magic.
No autopsy or eulogy tragic.

Part me out; bury the rest in the earth.
Cleave to my words; they held all of my worth.