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No one should die alone


Have you opened your home to someone in need?
Even with reservation you went ahead.
The heart tells you it’s the right thing.
But the mind tells you otherwise.

You may grumble at the situation.
For this person is testing your patience.
You take deep breaths to calm down.
Remembering the dire straits of said person.

It is sour bile for this person.
For not liking you, even now.
But needing the help offered.
Each day is hard for both.

Such a need is not questionable.
For doctors have stopped treatment.
You cannot turn away someone ill.
What more with a verdict of death.

You try to do what’s right.
But a part of you seeks to be appreciated.
Just to hear a thank-you.
Does it make you a lesser person?

Is there a constant fear in their heart?
With each passing day, death is nearer.
You cannot claim to understand.
For you have not walked in their shoes.

A nursing home awaits as the end reaches.
Sounds cold and heartless but necessary.
When it’s time to go who will be there?
For you know; no one should die alone.

Can you be generous, even forgiving?
Or does this sounds hypocritical?
You are neither, in the broader context.
Sometimes doing the right thing is all it takes.

By C.E. Pereira




I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

7 thoughts on “No one should die alone

  1. An intense poem. Even when the relationship is a loving one, the strain can test patience, fray nerves, and exhaust. It’s a situation where everyone needs loving support and understanding, and there are no easy answers. You are brave to ask the questions. ❤


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