Death Talk

Moms, Dads, kids, have “the talk”.

Gram/Gramps/Someone With Life Threatening Challenge

No mention how death pays frequent visits.

Doesn't always come late in life.

How often will Death visit?

Even with our great medical discoveries, Death finds a way to knock on doors in other ways.

We get news someone passes

Told of plans and make those of our own

Decades of family yet never really knowing

The depth of their life,  

Walking away. Believing “duty” performed.

Check off one more “to do”.

Sigh of relief it’s finally done.

 

Who talks to us about the “Big D”

As we run through life looking when we can’t see.

 

Who cares if we move backwards not forwards?

Struggling with an opponent holding all the cards.

 

Unnoticed. Unrecognized. Unwanted.

Why? When? How? 

 

“I think therefore I am” runs through yesterday’s mind.

“What was I thinking about……” now rings in our ears.

 

You can do this. You’ve always done this. 

Please, just try. Please . . . just . . . try . . . 

 

Arms and hands,Legs and feet.

MOVE! When I ask you. . . MOVE! When I need.

 

Where am I going?  Where have I been?

Why do I want to? When I’m not sure I can.

 

A lifetime focused on others, especially you

Now I need your focus and you need your “you”

 

You look into my life

You measure and judge

 

So she drank alcohol . . .

When pills were generously offered

 

My Gen opened a bottle,

Yours prefers needles and pins

 

Work it out, work it off

Always “yours” to measure out

 

You push and shove to climb and gain

Then turn around to face personal shame

Loss of time, feeling pain

 

Let Me Be!  She's coping when you’re not near

She lives with constant concern and sometimes with fear

Not necessarily about the end, about the journey there

 

Come and Go. Sit and Stay. 

Tomorrow’s questionable. There’s just today.

 

Yes, I know, you don’t approve

Who’s life is it, if I may be so “crude”?

 

I’m nearing the end and you want me to say

It’s just another one of those gone again days

 

I’ll know when it’s time; It’s easy to find

It’s all in my body – and in my mind.

 

Isn’t it what you want?

Isn’t it what you need?

 

You find ways when you want 

You walk away when you can’t 

 

HEAR “ME”. SEE “ME”

I am here. Have been. Will be. 

WILL YOU . . . for me?