Give Me Your One And Only Nod My God Poem by Mark Heathcote

…What befalls the fate of a collapsing star?
Is also a reckoning for who we all are?
Give me your one and only nod my God…
Don’t let them just bury me beneath the sod.

…Each cell of mine is ceasing to function
It’s giving up its life’s work, compunction.
Give me your one and only nod, my God…
Don’t allow them incinerate me to just charred.

…When the time comes for my lonely death:
Take heed and care of my last final breath
Give me your one and only nod my God…
Don’t let my life heart words go… unheard.