To Depart, Considerately

I am leaving, I am going without a trace,
I am departing with gifts for you.

Not a finger shall be lifted,
Not an effort displaced,
For it is her,
Who I turn to.

I am leaving, I am going without a tear,
I am leaving, I am going without a tear,
You are smiling from ear to ear.

Nor shall a cancer,
Of my esophagus,
Nor a dementia,
Of my mind’s exodus.

Be a burden for you to squander.

I am leaving, I am entrusting a smoothened corpse,
I am leaving without your consent.

Not a chattel shall be left misplaced,
Not an ego shall be disgraced,
For it is her,
Who I turn to.

I am leaving, I am going without a tear,
I am leaving, I am going without a tear,
You are smiling from ear to ear.

Nor a broken heart,
Of lost mates,
Nor a lost soul,
To a regretful hate.

Be a burden for you to squander.