Right To Die

Terminal brain death, skin pocked by bed sores
Mockery of sentience on life support

A feeding tube to insert
Your last wishes to pervert

Dignity denied, an existence to deplore

Platitudes and convictions defending life, we’ll offer
So long as there’s no cæsura to bills that fill our coffers

Atrophy as muscles wither, alive with decay
Pulmonary function maintained by machines everyday

Vile secretions are collected
Hydrating saline is injected

Hopeless is the cause, still we grind away

Rest in peace we deny
You can have no right to die
Diatribes to deny
Your amoral right to die

A conscienceless will not perceive prolonged suffering
Your pale, half-dead corpse employed for a martyring

A somnambulist to parade
During our right-wing tirade

For us, your vegetative state is all empowering

You have lost your right to die

Right to die