Waiting For The End
I can hear muffled voices as people
gather quietly around my bed
goodbyes mingled with silent tears.
A doctor tells them I’m near the end
only a matter of minutes now, just
time to say their final farewells.
Out here, where I am patiently waiting,
in that dark void between life and death,
there appears to be a problem.
Apparently there’s a queue that’s going
to take a while to shift, so we’ll all have
to wait a little longer for the end.