"I Fear I Can't Go On," She Said,
"I Think I Would Be Better Dead."
She Knelt, She Cried, I Head Her Head.
I Thought I Knew What She Was Feeling.


She Turned To Close The Foor And I
Assisted In A Suicide.
Now That She's On The Other Side
I Know What She Was After...
And I Can Wait.


A Cold And Wet November Day.
We Lowered Her Into A Grave,
-- I'd Never Seen Her Look So Brave.
Now Worms Consume Her Body...
And I Can Wait.