INSTRUCTION TO MY NEAR & DEAR
When THAT happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of medicine.
And don’t call this my death bed.
Let it be called the bed of life and let my body be taken from it to help others lead a fuller life.
Give my SIGHT to the man who has never seen Sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman.
Give my HEART to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.
Give my BLOOD to the teenager, who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grand children play.
Give my KIDNEYS to one, who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.
Give my BONES, every MUSCLE, 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 some day a speechless boy will shout at the 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 prejudice against my fellow man.
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 some one who needs you.
If you do all I have asked, I WILL LIVE FOR EVER
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