Death With Dignity Please

If I die and I will and I don't know where or when or why,
And I can't do anything about it as I wait to say goodbye,
But it would be nice to arrange the whole dying affair,
Have death with dignity, even though religious groups don't dare.

I suppose I'm lucky, not to know when, where or why I'll die,
And you are too so maybe we should get ready to say goodbye,
You and I and us in the photographs will soon be long gone,
We can't plan for our untimely deaths because they say, it's wrong.

But the Swiss and those in Oregon have death with dignity,
While in Canada; it is viewed as a forbidden disability,
I know; I know; it's probably a sin to plan your death,
But why suffer for years in pain and disease waiting for your last breath?

by James Bredin

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Comments (2)

This is such a real perspective, but one that few are really willing to embrace. I really liked this poem, and it speaks the truth about many things. I live in Canada, and you are right. I have a friend who is disableed, and she can't have a dignified death even though she lives in near poverty because she can't get a job. I feel very strongly about this poem becaus eit is so near to the lives that many of my friends lead. This truly tells the honest issue in todays societal views of right and wrong. G
Inductive and insightful in dealing with the difficult subject of death. To live a laudable life may be the best preparation for death. Well done my friend!