The will of a dying old man
He could only hear
Chime in his mad-house
Where his eight children
Four sons and four daughters
16 grand children gathered.
He witnessed pissy actions
but at this last moment,
he scrupled to dictate his will
to finish the grunt work of life
as he felt invigorated little bit now.
Let me divide this body
which I had brought to this world
and which is unnecessary to this world now
to worms and such small creatures.
Let my mind be given to my little grand daughter
Who laughs and hugs me now and then.
Let my soul be given to God or Devil
whoever finds it first.
Let my possessions, land, mansions,
Clothes and so on
Be given equally to my 8 children.