Control The Circumstances May 6th,2011 - Poem by James Bredin
Very few of us have been down in the painful cancer league,
A place of physical, mental, emotional chemo fatigue,
A fearful struggle to avoid being caught in an oncoming death trap,
They can keep you alive for a while, they say, but you feel like crap.
A constant condition of physical shutting down every day,
Getting weaker and more tired and get another x-ray,
Where dying might seem the better and less painful option,
But politicians and priests have lots of biased objections.
And death with dignity; politicians refuse to discuss,
The Supreme Court treated Sue Rodriguez with utter disgust,
While politicians stood back, did nothing and nodded their heads,
Don’t have to get involved because they’re indifferent feds.
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