What If Tonight Was Your Last Night Ever?

What if tonight was

your last night ever,

wrapped in that shroud

of your sheets and blankets.

 

Never suspecting that

death is a fickle son of a hitch

he puts a big one in

a lot of folks plans.

He doesn't care much

if your young, old, pretty, rich

or healthy as a horse,

before the glue factory,.

 

He just snatches

all you have left

and you wind up

naked on a cold slab

in some morgue drawer

just east of your fondest dreams.

 

I know this is true,

I have seen death's calling card

dropped far too often.

 

I have even stood there

when he came to collect.

 

I have seen boys shot,

folks ground up

in metal and glass,

I even went to help out 

when my brother-in law

died in his his sleep.

 

His head resting on his arm

as if he was simply snoozing

but his body was almost black from

the blood pooled beneath him.

 

All this after a huge

fight with my sister

and a storming off to bed.

no dawn for him ....no apologies

 nor even the chance to

just oblivion on this earth.

His death still haunts her.

 

I have even removed

a pack of camels

from a man who went

out for a smoke break

and then collapsed on

his way back to work.

 

We beat on his chest

for what seemed like forever 

and gave him mouth to mouth

but he was beyond the kiss of life.

 

He had spent his last night

the night before and never knew.

 

Oh, I have lived this

same scenario

four times where I tried to bring back

another that death had selected.

 

I saved two and lost two.

it's the ones I lost

that prompt this write....

This rite of passage.

 

I have beaten death

myself several times

but he is not mocked.

he'll be beating on

my flesh soon.

 

So what would You do

if it was your last night,

did you kiss your spouse

before they went to sleep, 

kiss your kids

and tell them that you love them??

 

There's a grave

near my house

that holds the last

words of a man

who went out one night

to get some milk,

and never came home.

his grave simply says,

"I'll see you later."

 

Would he have said more

if he had only known?

Perhaps he will see them later,

................much later,

but he has been taken for granite

and that's all that's left above him.

 

Are there secrets

tucked away somewhere

that you haven't gotten

around to getting rid of?

They will be found,

if you die tonight.

 

Is your heart right with God?

Are you in good standing

or at least making an effort to be

on his list of those he will call home

if death takes your earthly home away?

 

We stop praying

"Now I lay me down to sleep,"

when we are still kids,

but maybe tonight

you just might fall on your knees

and rehash that old poem.

 

There are a million ways to go,

and your ticket's

already been punched

with the date and time

death just has to get you on board.

but it's usually a back board.

 

Oh, and don't bother packing

you won't be taking anything with you.

All of your possessions and money

will be tallied and parceled out

according to your wishes

but only if you have a will.

 

 

oops, got you on that one.

 

And what about your organs?

I know of a two year old

who needs a kidney,

and there's a whole lot of people

who are dying for a heart,

you gonna let yours rot?

or live on in another

hopeful persons body?

 

Don't close your eyes

and think about this

without thinking

about your corneas

which a blind person

could really use.

 

Are your underwear clean?

it won't matter,

your bowels let

loose when you die,

you also take a leak,

so whatever you

are wearing is fine.

 

Did you take your pills?

a lot of people don't,

and it's just killing them.

 

Have you been putting off

that doctors appointment

over that nagging pain

in your chest, your back,

your legs, wherever??

 

Pain is a warning sign,

don't just mask it,

expose it for what it really is....

most of the time it's nothing.

but death hates

those early symptoms.

 

He likes to surprise you,

he does it a lot,

he's doing it right now

 all over the world,

times thousands

who are spending

tonight as their last.

 

Are you in his

rol-a-dex of death?

does he have your number?

 

Go ahead and have

that extra piece of pie.

it won't matter if it's your last,

and it will taste sooooo good.

 

Make that decision

you've been putting off,

Tell your spouse or lover

you are dying to have sex,

lest you die before you do.

 

Settle any old fights or arguments

call them now or sooner,

now would be better,

just tell them you had a premonition

and you didn't want it to come true,

without making things right.

 

Make a list of all

that you'd like to do,

and get it done.

It might be tomorrow

night or next month

or whenever, but  live

like each night

will be your last

and then you will

be truly living.

whether death

comes or not.

 

Knock Knock....

who's there?

tomorrow morning...

tomorrow mourning who??

tomorrow morning 

they'll be mourning you."

 

Are you having fun??

Have you got

something better to do

than read this poem?

 

Then leave me a comment,

so that I can die happy

and so that I won't think you rude

if you die before you do,

and than go do something

you've always wanted to.

 

That's where I'm headed.

see ya on the flip side.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ©~~MFB III

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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prettydarkhorse 6 years ago from US

thought provoking hub and nicely written, What if, then we should be ready. Thank you for a beuatiful hub about the sense of life in one side, Maita


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M Selvey, MSc 6 years ago from United Kingdom

Wow...hmmm...morose and morbid, but so true.

It reminds me of so many stories, losing friends that you thought would live forever. Last year, one of my husband's best friends from his youth left his wife one morning. He said he was going work. He lied. Instead of going to work, he drove to a shopping mall and jumped off the 7th floor of the car park. She only knew what happened after the police knocked at her door and she found the suicide note he left on the computer.

I think your hub is a striking message - not just for those who die but for those who are left behind. We still don't know what happens for sure when we die or where we go. But we do know, with absolutely certainty, the anger and grief that comes with losing someone too soon and never having the chance to say goodbye.


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Micky Dee 6 years ago

"Throw my brain in a hurricane the blind can have my eyes.

The deaf can have both of my ears- if they don't mind the size!"

Thanks MFB. I'll tell my daughter that I love her now!


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Deborah Demander 6 years ago from First Wyoming, then THE WORLD

What a thoughtful and well written poem. I live every day, fearing death will take the man I love. I have finally come to terms with the fact that it will happen, whether we are ready or not. Every day, I try to live so that I can say, "Today would be a good day to die." Really, no day would be preferable. But, if we believe that the body is a temporary vessel which houses a much greater spirit, then the loss of that vessel, to free the eternal spirit doesn't seem so daunting.

Namaste friend.


Jen 6 years ago

Now you're just making us feel guilty! :D Loved it... loved every word. Sorta like a smack in the chops! lol... except for the pain part. I spent years and lots of $$$ on trying to figure out what was causing my pain to no avail. Now I just say screw it. Like you said, you can't stop death from knockin at your door. Great write, friend. :)


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Mekenzie 6 years ago from Michigan

I am sitting here with my daughter and read your poem out loud... though very deep and thought provoking ... we laughed at your hilarious sense of humor. Yes, each day we need to live as though it were our last ... this perspective will keep our hearts open and pouring out love. What is the legacy we will leave to those left to follow in our footsteps?? I KNOW my home is already being prepared for me ... so no more fear of death for me. It's this life where we are pilgrims preparing for eternal life. Good words once again ... MFB - once again you've inspired me with the craftmanship of your words.

Blessings!

I'm going to go play now... :0)


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ladyjane1 6 years ago from Texas

Wow what a great hub. You make death sound so appealing. lol All kidding aside. Great job. You are talented for sure.


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AEvans 6 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

Such truthful words from a terrific writer! I know that death isn't knokcing at my door yet , but there are many others that is going to. I see death all of the time in the field that I work in and your words ring true, I hope that people will read it and seriously take it to heart. Nobody will know, what time what day or what hour so it is best to forgive those and say what has to be said. You cannot say anything after they are gone. :)

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