James Bredin

Rookie (1933 / Ennis Canada)

DEATH WITH DIGNITY PLEASE SEPT 21ST,2012


Death with dignity please Sept 21st,2012

By
James Bredin


I'm going to die but I don't know when, where, how or why,
And you are too; so we should all prepare to say goodbye,
Therefore it would be nice to arrange this whole dying affair,
Have legal death with dignity though some don't seem to care.




Some religious types and politicians are totally opposed,
Though it's a freedom of choice thing and not government imposed,
I realize of course that this in itself is not a nice subject,
And neither is dying but we can't avoid it or reject.




Nowadays it's a subject hidden in the background somewhere,
Seldom mentioned in our papers so we can't compare in despair,
Some people have gone to Switzerland where it's allowed and legal,
Where they don't need five lawyers to die and a paralegal.

Sept 21st,2012

Submitted: Friday, September 21, 2012

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  • Veteran Poet - 3,888 Points Lyn Paul (9/21/2012 5:59:00 PM)

    Yes the pain and the suffering is cruel. Very hard for their loved ones too. Laws are changing but this one I think will take a long while. Thank You for these thoughts James (Report) Reply

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