Elegy

When a person dies
It's so easy to be nice
To praise and eulogise
The things that they have done
To cover up with lies
To compare them with the sun
To say they shone so bright
Though the truth be otherwise
To call them misunderstood
Then to call them great
To conjure perjurious love
From out of your hate
It's so easy to be nice
When a person dies.