In death, were neighbors

Throughout your life you made sure your social status kept you away from the little people
You had money, assets, friends in higher places and you were full of yourself
You never gave back to the community
The few times you would show your face in town, you had this attitude
A real nasty disposition towards other's who you considered low, or scum of the earth
Your greed made the majority of us common folk hate you
You never gave to charity
The people you staffed as your help were ridiculed and belittled by you
You had an enormous appetite for the richest most fattening foods on the planet
The doctors told you to be careful, since you didn't exercise or eat in moderation
A massive heart attack killed you at 55 years old
Your funeral was lavish your wake was grand
The tombstone they erected was quite expensive and massive
All your rich friends attended
No one else in the community was prohibited
We wouldn't pay our respects anyway

Here's a question...
Why then is your plot and gravestone next to mine?
Me, a lower-middle class guy who you actually despised
Now your gone and your real estate is next door to me
Will you finally show some compassion?
The souls of the dead will be watching you
Many of us here in this cemetery don't like you
You came onto our turf
There's no one else here that will come to your defense
No one will save you
You better save yourself!