There are moments in peoples lives
when their health forsakes them
and mechanisms of automated function
of bodily tissue revolts against them
whether it be from inward decease
or from an unhealthy lifestyle obliged
your flesh and bones reach an impasse
without help or change, you are dead
for the people who have been here
who have understood their situation
and faced the blunt truth humbly
that there is no tomorrow for them
it surely is an unsettling predicament
with shock, anger and resentment
and then numbness and acceptance
getting your affairs in order, for others
then going the knife, again and again
month after month, year after year
the fear replaced by solemn stoicism
I am dead, use the time you have left.
A.G. Munson
