Last days panic

Haunted with when I’ll die and how I’ll die,
I am counting my last days. I must die
Before serious illness cripples me.
I must die before being bed ridden
Or undergoing any surgery
Or suffering from humiliation.
I should embrace death without meeting pain.
25.05.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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