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To Remember Me: By Robert N. Test

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 the dying. At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and, for all practical purposes, my life has stopped.
When that happens, do not attempt to instill artifical 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 whatever is usable be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.
Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or the love in the eyes of a woman.
Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.
Give my blood to a teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of a car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.
Give my kidneys to the one who depends on a machine to exist. Take my bones, every nerve and muscle 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 and scatter my ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.
If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses, and all 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.