No matter how hard I try
I can not erase the faces
of the people I seen die
they fill the empty spaces
I watch as their families cry
over this vessel of flesh and bone
no matter how hard i try
their soul is still gone
Helping bring a life into the world is the greatest high
and watching one leave is the greatest low
sometimes I just hang my head and sigh
and forward I continue to go
One day the reaper will come for me
and there is nothing i can say
as the end of my life i see
and my body is placed in the clay
But don't feel sorry for me
for this is the life i chose to live
and may my greatest accomplishment be
the care and compassion i tried to give
