mortality

The Mortality

having been ill for days, coughing 
his lungs up, refusing to take medication
insisting he would be well in a few days
Feverish and alone in bed
I got up and bravely looked at death in 
the eyes and  murmured incomprehensible
as mortality gripped at his throat
He heard a voice saying: go back to bed
you theatrical old man 
The doctor came in the morning and gave
him an injection, despite the old man's saying
he didn't need help to die.
The doctor said to his wife, you should have
called sooner; he is grumpy and stubborn
fighting windmills