i'm watching
a man die
watching
a man try
to defeat Death
with his every Breath
i'm watching
a man try
to Survive
watching him try
to stay Alive
i watch his Fight
to stay in Life's Light
to maintain his Sight
to stave off Death's Night
i'm watching
Death
take his Last Breath
i'm watching
a man try to Cheat
i'm watching
a man try ta' Beat
what we all must Meet
'cause from the Time
we begin
each man's Rhyme
must End
no matter how hard we try
we all must Die
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Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2005
We die and then we live.
What a truly moving poem, Steve. I have no idea what it is like to watch another human being try to live, though I can imagine it is extremely painful.
You are a remarkable man to have the love and strength to be with your beloved father during his transition. Death is a part of life. But is never easy.
I watched my Grandfather die (strokes and heart failure). I know it's not the same as a parent, but it was still hard. You are both in my prayers. Stay strong, great write.
I'm watching my Dad die too. Emphysema. I'd do just about anything to be able to take away his pain. Just because we all must die doesn't mean that loved ones find it any easier to deal with when the day comes. Bless you Steve. I feel what you are feeling. Truly. Michelle
I know also that your dad does appreciate what you must herein see, for to die at home, with a loved one by your side, is to die with pride and honor and happiness and one less pain...it is not easy for you to share this, but you will profit from this in the end, both his and yours...I am with you in spirit..Ed (as is Rufuz)
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What a truly moving poem, Steve. I have no idea what it is like to watch another human being try to live, though I can imagine it is extremely painful.
You are a remarkable man to have the love and strength to be with your beloved father during his transition. Death is a part of life. But is never easy.
Hugs,
~ Mari