A time comes when one says
I can't see, I can't hear, I can't walk
I have begun to forget, I sleep more than I should
I don’t want to live with a guilt of inadequacy
A time comes when one says
Let me eat what I want to eat
Let me not go to where I don't want to go
Don't force me to obey any orders
A time comes when one ocassionally
Sees a nest, near the moon
Sees the pyre lit. and
The smokes coming out
A time never comes when one says
I am here far too long, let me go
Going may be natural, but
There is no natural way to go