Long after I am dead and gone away

Long after I am dead and gone away,
Returned to this good earth from whence I came
--A fate that everyone will face someday
(Be rich or poor, we all end up the same);

Long after the last word has been discussed
And there are no more secrets to conceal;
Long after this book has turned into dust
And there is nothing more one can reveal;

Long after the last sentence has been spoken,
Long after the last story has been spun,
Long after the last promise has been broken,
Long after the last setting of the sun;

My poems in their vain immortality
Will continue to live on, long after me.