THE COLD EMBRACE OF DEATH

THE COLD EMBRACE OF DEATH For some, an imminent death is quite OK Especially if by then, they’ve had their day It’s that or continued chronic pain, anyway But the decision should only ever be theirs Not even by someone close who still cares No arbitrary ruling like in Science Fiction Yet it should be painless, at a time to suit No waving back the tide like King Canute Just hope that the nurse in charge is cute There are those who in principle, object But a final choice as one’s own is correct Laid out clearly and never a contradiction It may be sad, but suffering will be worse The funeral plan may not require a hearse But anothers’ dalliance can be like a curse Some believe a better time awaits beyond Meeting old loves of whom they are fond It is best, if the future matches prediction