Even I am thinking
many times I have composed poems
on EUTHANASIA
but it's time
when one is of no use
to search with in one's corners
why just live to eat
and be a lump of you know what
even horses and dogs are privileged
why not human
to die in dignity
let Euthanasia live
and
don't equate it with Suicide
man has some pride
Let him alone
carefully decide...
sir please reread my version all wouldn't like to go ONLY USELESNESS WILL HELP DECIDE
sir pl reread my poem only totally uselessness guys would like to go not all
no please reread my version only a few in real uselessness may like to go not all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Euthanasia is a condition where others decide for your life...seeing your pain and suffering but scope for your getting well is near or equal to zero. In this decision you have no part just others decide. That makes euthanasia difficult.