It was Jerry’s heart.

It was Mickey’s liver.

It was my Mom’s colon.

 

You never know.   It could be anything.  Any time.

 

It might be a stroke.

It might be a heart attack.

It might be some idiot 

speeding and tail-gating you 

on a highway.

It might be you end up 

in the wrong place 

at the wrong time,

an innocent by-stander.

 

You never know.   It could be anything.  Any time.

 

It might even be that 

a time will come

when you call the shot.

 

“Hey Doctor Kevorkian!

Let it rip!

It’s check-out time!”

 

You never know.   It could be anything.  Any time.