All my life I’ve been weak,
So when death comes,
I wont turn the other cheek,
I’ll stand strong and face it’s wrath,
And take each breath as my last,
I wont run in fear,
When the end is near,
I’ll say my goodbyes,
And let my spirit rise,
I wont wallow in self pity,
Or think of the things I didn’t get to see,
I’ll take the last train,
And think of the day we’ll meet again

Jade Baker

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/these-famous-last-words/