The Dead Do Not Have Cares Poem by Francis Duggan

He never did complain that life to him was unfair
Though for years he had been battling his black moods of despair
Determined that he would not grow old and gray
Found hanging beyond help from a tree branch today
Perhaps for himself he is better off dead
For many years hearing voices in his head
In his twenty eight year his mum and dad and sister in tears
The great sense of loss they feel will be with them for years
On strong medication for ten years of his life
He did not leave behind him children he did not have a wife
Found hanging this morning from the branch of a tree
By a young woman out walking how sad life can be
At least from his sorrows he found a release
The dead do not have cares they have found their peace.