My God! we held her here so long
by many misled loving hands--
her suff'ring body bound by chains
of raising pulse and blood pressure.
My God! we tried to promise
Your eternal life, deferring promised
dignity and pulling plugs.
My God! You know of promises
so hard to keep:
Your self-son sacrificed,
forsaken, for our sins.
My God! why break a promise breaking sin?
For broken bodies rise again.
My God! I break in face of death--
making rhymes instead on broken breath.
