Death Could Come Any Minute

Get someone to cure me
Bring me the finest men
Show them my aching body
Save me from my end
Whatever drugs they write
I’ll consume them all
Just as they prescribe
Before my heart will fall
Throw whatever money
Throw away my wealth
Nothing is of use to me
Without my goddamn health
O’ Doctors, come and help me
Cure me — I stand before you
Death could come any minute
And do your healing job for you

18 thoughts on “Death Could Come Any Minute

  1. Again, a touch of satire coming through. Might I add a Post-Script?
    Be they poor GP or specialist/When they’ve done all they can for you/They’ll grasp your hand, say you’ll be missed/And whisper ‘here’s the bill- payment’s overdue.’

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