Death, My Friend

Death is knocking on my door
Do not hesitate and please, do come in.
Be my guest and stay some more
Read my books, you appear in most of them
Do not fool me with illnesses
that remain reluctantly unpronounced
Do not trick me with inconvenience,
left alone to perish in solitude
Death, my friend, you’re no stranger to me
Death, my friend…
Don’t want to be taken slowly
Don’t want to forget who I am
Just wipe your feet and be welcome
Don’t want to be humiliated
Don’t want to loose my dignity
Just wipe your feet and be welcome
Do not put me in a bed,
surrounded by really old, drooling kids
Don’t you dare to let me pay
for useless hours in fancy clinics
Death, my friend, you’re no stranger to me
Death, my friend…
Don’t want to be taken slowly
Don’t want to forget who I am
Just wipe your feet and be welcome
Don’t want to be humiliated
Don’t want to loose my dignity
Just wipe your feet and be welcome