Not My Time Poem by Rik Bertrand

Tonight I had major pain in my heart,

it felt like I was being ripped apart.

The cause was not quite clear to me.

Then it all stopped and I was free.



It’s not as bad as it would seem,

it was as if in a lovely dream.

Even though I wanted to go,

I turned from the light and said no.



I will not leave this world, sitting here alone

I will not depart this life, so far away from home.

Struggling to my feet, I yelled that I was alive,

and that no matter what I would survive.



I write what I have experienced, so that all can understand,

that dying any time soon is not in my life’s plan.

Strong, steady, and in control of my destiny,

those that try to intervene should think carefully.



REB 5 OCT 2010