Another One

Life is battling for health

Dealing with what's left

If they told me this at birth

I wouldn't hope as much as I had

There is no meaning here

There is only hope

Which is always lost

After some time

But always found too

Sooner than later

I’ll embody my wrinkly form

And have no choice but to

Bear the unbearable

Physical aching

The life and death situation

On an antibacterial white seat

Where my last breath will be witnessed

By strangers wearing gloves

And I’ll just be another one for them

As the earth cools down for me

Another one for them