A Righteous Death Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Kidneys packing it in,
fluid on the lungs,
congestive heart failure,
cognitive breakdown,
prolonging means money.
Who makes it, that dreaded
decision, based on
no vision, no reason.
Seen by some
as treason, or economics,
no cure in sight,
amelioration failing,
heavy cannons
not considered.
Somewhere the word
is uttered, barely audible,
EUTHANASIA.
It smacks of Goebbels,
is it an active death?
And if we change
the term
to a much kinder one,
KALOTHANASIA,
it could well mean
that those who die
will be relieved
that theirs will be
a righteous death.