Amy Louise Kerswell

Rookie - 26 Points (4/6/87 / Bath)

The Final Call - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

Here I am.
Im calling out please take meout of this world.
I dont want to live any more.
Please dont belive it was cos it was a bore.
That is far from the truth.

Here I am
Can I make it any more obvious?
I dont want to live any more.

Now the calls have stopped.
I've done the deadly deed.
My life I have slain


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  • (3/23/2007 3:13:00 AM)

    Amy,

    I watched an old movie recently made in my mother tongue, wherein an old and partially sick couple tired of living their dependant lives plan to die together, unfortunately the lady survives! She later explains to her grand child that, dying that way would be wrong, just living, even if she is not able to carry out any other responsibility was her responsibility and she decides to carry out THAT single responsibility as good as she can. We all share this responsibility, the responsibility to live, come what may! Your poem reminded me of that responsibility once more.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011


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