Death Bed

I am on a lonely sea,

And fight the storm of death,

And only my thoughts can comfort me,

‘ Till I walk that Eternal Path.


I see my life go flying by,

A vision of my past.

I love, and laugh, and weep, and cry,

‘ Tis my life’s first breath to last.


I rip, and tear, and analyze

To see where I’ve gone wrong.

For a man must know before he dies,

Exactly what he’s done.


A twinkle appears within my eyes,

A smile upon my face.

For now I know that when man dies,

He finally finds his place.

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