Long In The Tooth

Life has been long
I still have apparatus

Yet I live more and more
In the no more
I have done a lot
I have felt a myriad
I wait for that last adventure
My demise

I am still intact
I have experienced parasuicide
I have lived to tell the tale
So many fell to death
People who shared my fox hole
I have lived into the no more
But there is guilt
My heart demands justice

My purpose to survive
Doesn't seem all that meritorious
As I wait in death's antechamber
I would like mercy
In my exit
But I have learned of God's
Rules of capriciousness
Like always I cast my fiat to the wind