As I die
God grant to me
The semblance
Of some dignity:
No hallucinations,
No screams of pain,
Wherein I forget
My given name;
No unclean sheets,
No vulgar smells
No angry rants,
Ill lucid spells;
May the grief
I cause fast evanesce;
May I leave no disputes,
No legal mess;
Peaceful be my brown headstone,
May I quickly die
And die alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lonely road to the end, no mess and peaceful! great contemplative poem, David.