The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet
neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress,
located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and dying..
 

At a certain moment, a doctor will determine that
my brain has ceased to function and that,
for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped..

When that happens, do not attempt to instill
 artificial life into my body by the use of a machine.
And don't call this my deathbed..

Let it be called the Bed of Life,
and let my body be taken from it
 to help others lead fuller lives..

Give my heart to a person whose own heart
 has caused nothing but endless days of pain..

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled
from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live
to see his grandchildren play..
                       
Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine
 to exist from week to week..

Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body
and find a way to make a crippled child walk..

Explore every corner of my brain.
Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that
 someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat..
   
And a deaf girl will hear the sound
of rain against her window..

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes
to the winds to help the flowers grow..

If you must bury something, let it be my faults,
 my weaknesses, and all the prejudice against my fellow man..

Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God..
If, by chance, you wish to remember me,
do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you..

If you do all I have asked, I will live forever...

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