A Death Song

Lay me down beneaf de willers in de grass,
Whah de branch 'll go a-singin' as it pass.
An' w'en I's a-layin' low,
I kin hyeah it as it go
Singin', 'Sleep, my honey, tek yo' res' at las'.'

Lay me nigh to whah hit meks a little pool,
An' de watah stan's so quiet lak an' cool,
Whah de little birds in spring,
Ust to come an' drink an' sing,
An' de chillen waded on dey way to school.

Let me settle w'en my shouldahs draps dey load
Nigh enough to hyeah de noises in de road;
Fu' I t'ink de las' long res'
Gwine to soothe my sperrit bes'
Ef I's layin' 'mong de t'ings I's allus knowed.

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

Comments (5)

Nice lyrical write. Sing it out loud and proud.
Great write....I'll like to hear someone recite it though.
A bygone age, reflects death as relief, when living, to some, meant suffering.
Earth! ! Living; Facing the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
We are all dying the day we are born. this is a haunting poem. I always love a good Death poem!