My work...My question

I close your eyes And shut your mouth I cross your hands and clean you up New sheets and bed covers Your family says goodbye Though you've said goodbye years ago A man with a nice shirt and tie comes and takes your body away and the tears I cry are in hopes you went in peace The prayer I say is in hopes that your soul may rest in peace But still I think the comfort we give you and the meds we give you it only buys you time till you hit your fate the question is... Is it worth doing? Knowing your love your care your hard work is only meant to watch you die!