Who Benefits That Poem by James McLain

Fate has secured
my last only hope
I have longed.
I have
longed for those days
that have passed
days
I can not take back.

Being at risk
how I have lived
living
from hand to mouth.

In their struggle
to live
and leave it to you
poet's have
painters to before
in the past
they
have had to die.

Before
hope it leaves
to deal
with the worst
my tortured soul
raving accurst
the tears
and the grief I have.

Death
from disease
my
only relief
please
not a death like that.

Chained to my soul
each
night and day
their answer
none heard is that right?