Put on a sad song and set about crying 

Lie back, breathe slowly, then contemplate dying 

Allow the bad memories to wash over you

And think of the people, lost in time, you once knew

Then think about a bright day, when lifetime was good

Think about battles won and enemies you withstood 

Turn your back on self-pity, don’t allow yourself to mourn

Think of life from this day forth and how lucky you were born. 

John Regan, 2025.