The Human Right To Die
Must we insist that all life is worth living
When circumstances prove that's not true?
Some people’s lives depend on caregiving,
Their pain so intense they often will rue
The day they were born, and they realize
No panaceas lie in their distant future,
Any glimmer of hope failing to materialize
All is misery! …no meaning or structure.
I’ve heard some pray, “God take me away!”
With systems failing, and unbearable pain
It is time to go if one chooses that way
Choosing when to go is in a person’s brain.
Written July 20, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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