mortality

The Mortality having been ill for days, coughing  his lungs up, refusing to take medication insisting he would be well in a few days Feverish and alone in bed I got up and bravely looked at death in  the eyes and  murmured incomprehensible as mortality gripped at his throat He heard a voice saying: go back to bed you theatrical old man  The doctor came in the morning and gave him an injection, despite the old man's saying he didn't need help to die. The doctor said to his wife, you should have called sooner; he is grumpy and stubborn fighting windmills