Goodbye, Good luck

do not cry for the damned.

crying does no good.

from tears spring trees

and flowers

and rich vegetation

that the damned cannot look upon

anymore. 

so simply wave

and give your blessing for the damned-- 

as they walk upon the black volcanic ash

that has suffered the fall of many feet--

for the damned have but now only one thing

and that is memory

so give them that of sweet simpering sorrow--

a wish for them to keep breathing--

and something for them to remember

in the contemplative darkness of hell.