Might I See My End? - Poem by Devon McElveen
I can finally see my end…
Are those words a man should speak?
Should a man know the date of his demise
Or how his body would suffer?
If one would know,
Would that not prompt premature death
By the exact man who owns that life?
Would he consider the consequences?
The possible sadness he would leave?
The minds he might scar?
How could he not see their tears,
The anguish he might cause?
The marred life they would live
Without their dear father
Would be such a heavy chore.
Wouldn’t those children yearn-
To join their father?
How selfish you are! !
To end your own life so easily
Just because you are troubled!
Doing what is best for a life
By destroying it? !
You think you have it figured out
But not one person knows,
What awaits you after you have performed a deed
That many frown upon…
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