My soul is immortal but not my body

That is a poor design but better than an immortal body and mortal soul

We will die to make room for others.

Very charitable I say!

The fading hour of daylight has arrived

At 4;pm we start the endless night

Just had my two vaccinations one in each arm

The carer kept knocking on the

catheter which hurts (she was wàshing me)

When I winced she said

You had better get used to it. It will always hurt

But she was wrong.It depends on the carer

An icy hand has gripped me by throat

I am filled anguish as I choke

Whose cold hand is this,and why attack

My very breath, my living with this lack