Death's Plea

Sitting by the surgery
Hearing words like
'Clear!'
and
'Stable!'
I would save them all, my dear,
If only I was able.

I've saved a few, let others die,
I've watched some praise and others cry.
I've seen them laugh and seen them weep,
And oh, the benefits I reap...

But sitting here
When it is you
Listening
Pray you'll pull through.

It's something else.
Death, I may be,
But sometimes I wish,
I wasn't me.