to remember me

Here's another beautiful poem that I came across sometime in 2000 by Robert Noel Test.

To Remember Me

Robert Noel Test

(1926 - 1994)

The day will come when my body will be upon a while sheet neatly tucked under four corners of mattress located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying

At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has creased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine

And don't call this my deathbed

Let it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives

Give my sight to another man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has pain

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his own car, so that he may live to see his grandchildren play

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week

Take my bones, every fibre and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk

Explore every corner of my brain

Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, a speechless boy will shout at a crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all my prejudice against my fellow men

Give my sins to the devil, give my soul to God.

If, by chance you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you

If you have done all that I ask, I will live forever