plea of dirge of mortals weak

fallen strength, weak of spirit and of mind for sake of love of mortal mind constrained by human flesh

i do now wish to die
not outlive my own love ones dear
to whom i did give birth
i do truly give my heart 

strip me of my conscienceness
only ensure to see 
them live beyond me

or i prefer, i rather 'would
to never have been born 
than to see me, oh selfish i
dreadful ego me
live beyond their short pained years

my breath i give
my death i yield
all my joy retract unveil
subtract renounce abscond 
return to broken state rag tags
of broken matter
heap of ash
cast out trash 
if so it must be so

moonless night
woe and cry far in the night
sullen dregs of beaten mass

undefended fallen one
spread upon the ash 
of the damned i fall

unknown though born by anyone
no tears to shed by holy ones
is high price i must pay

upon this miserable forsaken earth
i give all of my life 
rather not have been born
than to see my own loved ones 
die before my own
my death delayed 
for theirs before in suffering mine
own life continue unrighteous so, 

though i be but mere mortal man
dust with spirit me, spark to live
i rise to speak firm bold 
and strong yet humbly so
to my creator dear, 
hallowed holy one,

give me death or give me life
but let my loves, my children dear
far out live my elder years