"IT IS NO GOOD ANYMORE"
I remember my Uncle Jack in his last days saying
"It is no good any more"
I did not understand then what exactly he was saying
I now in daily pain begin to understand-
A time comes when the pains multiply
When one cannot get out of them
No matter what one does-
A time comes when Life is mostly hurting
And little or nothing can be really enjoyed-
The end is Hell for most-
I am not there yet
But I know it is coming
And I am quite afraid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Old age, sickness and pain are Everyone's fear. Don't worry about it and when we reach the bridge, we will cross it..