Please, let this not be the thing
that brings about the end.
Let this not be the day
that kills me.
I can take a lot of things
but one day,
it will all be too much.
Let it not be today.
Let me die another day.

I don’t ask a lot of you, Lord.
Just wealth, health
happiness
and the painful destruction of mine enemies.
Can we not simply add to the list
a little functional immortality?
Is that too much to ask?

I know some day
my whole house of cards
will come whistling down
but please, God,
help me delay that
as long as inhumanly possible.
Let me live through another dawn
or, with grace,
a thousand more.
Let this one
not be the day
that kills me.