Let Me Die In Dignity. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Alert or not, rich or poor, invalid
When I become, I shall be a bundle,
Stripped of the privilege of taking action
On myself, in the care of relatives.

How to handle me till my death will rests
At the mercy of the family and hospitals
That include doctors, nurses and ward-boys,
With money under consideration.

No one will be allowed to die at peace
Without the Incentive Care Unit's service,
Which is a torture to the dying one
And a money spinner to the hospitals.

Death is an inevitable consequence
Of life and to prolong the invalid
Through the tortures in the name of treatment
Is the cruelty the society inflicts.

Let Indians die with some dignity,
Away from the ICU and torture.
I am much scared to go to hospitals,
Which are highly charged slaughter houses.
21.06.2016