Euthanasia For You And Me
Heaven or hell, it doesn’t matter and they’re all the same to me,
It’s how I get through death’s door because I don’t have a key,
And before you get to either heaven or hell, you have to die,
And that could be painful and long and dreadful and I don’t know why.
If we could get euthanasia, we wouldn’t have to die in pain,
But we’re not allowed to get it and there’s no where we can complain,
Our self-righteous religious types think that this is just great,
We might die in great agony and pain and no need for debate.
The Dutch, the Swiss and Americans from Oregon have this,
Though the rest of us can think about it but then dismiss,
We need some powerful politician to make the suggestion,
That euthanasia is not sinful where everyone can question.
Dec 14th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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