One Hundred Percent Disposed Poem by Francie Lynch

One Hundred Percent Disposed



Comparatively speaking,
It's grand to live
In Canada.
It's as free as one can get,
Comparatively.
We have one hundred percent
Control over our destiny
And our bodies:
That is,
Until we near the end.
Then,
Our government decides
How we die.
I suspect they want to know
That I'm one hundred percent
Disposed and dispossessed.

Thursday, July 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: canada,death,government
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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