Oh Death please come my way
do not tarry nor delay
Unplug this machine, breathing for me
hindering my leaving, can't you see?
I heard the nurse, they need this bed
they will move me out, when Im dead
Take me in your icy hand
lead me over to the promised land
Oh death don't run a way
I can't wait another day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way this is written. Very nice poem. Sincerely, Mary