“Let Me Die A Youngman’s Death” by Roger Mc Gough

Let Me Die A Youngman’s Death by Roger Mc Gough

Let me die a youngman’s death
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death […]

To which wonderful battlecry of life I would just add

Or when I’m 120
and far alone on Mars
may my oxygen
supply run out at last
and feeling the rusty air
I’ll smile at the orange sun
as my blood boils away