I wonder what its like

When all your friends are dead.

And you spouse is dead.

And your kids are grown and gone and too busy to have anything to do with you.

And your health is gone or going, you lost your home, you have no job.

And everything starts to go black because you are old and dying.

I wonder what its like, I wonder if people can keep their faith, while the world goes away and they cross over into the undiscovered country, all alone, maybe in pain, in the dark, with panic probably gripping their throats as they draw their last breaths. And you dont know whats coming next, I mean its easy to give lip service to something or even believe it when everything is hunky dorey and theres no reason to question it at least no good reason.

But when it gets dark, and your alone, and your passing through the very thinnest bottleneck of crushing pressure from reality and you know its your time and theres nothing you can do about it, and the chips are down and they arent coming back up.

I wonder what its like.