I met a man
With failing kidneys
He was struggling hard
To catch his breath

He expects to wait
Five years for a transplant
It’s dialysis until then
Dialysis

And I think
What if this day becomes my last?
What should I have done
Differently?

Could I have helped more?
Could I be kinder?
As kind as he was
To me?

Perhaps he is showing me
How to live
Because he knows
How to face his own death