Wondering Why
I sit and think of her tonight
And wonder what we've done
I've got to admit I'm filled with fright
What has our country become?
Each night we tuned into the news
Just to watch her die
We sat and watched this cruel abuse
I wonder, did you cry?
Put yourself inside her shoes
Or those of her grieving mother
Ask yourself 'what would I do?'
If it were your sister or your brother
Her heart was beating her lungs were breathing
Her eyes were big and bright
To take away her food and drink
What gives anyone that right?
There is no way to know for sure
Just what she felt inside
Possibly her thoughts were there
Trapped deep within her mind
Fourteen days have come and gone
She proved the will to live
By hanging on so long
It's over now her souls moved on
To a place that's so much better
If by chance she could have spoke
And asked to let her die
Her request would have gone unheard
No way would we have let her.
Copyright © Tracie Temple | Year Posted 2006
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