Regular readers will know that I wholeheartedly support assisted suicide when it is clearly what a person wants and there is no hidden agenda on the part of any third party. Oh, and why not; we put down animals in distress so why persist in treating human beings less humanely? Yes, there are religious arguments concerning the sanctity of human life, and I respect these, but why should anyone who subscribes to no religion be likewise bound by them? In some countries, Assisted Dying is legal, but why should anyone have to leave country and friends, let alone have to pay for the 'privilege' of dying on their own terms? So far, I can live with the fact that my quality of life has been much undermined by my prostate cancer; once the cancer becomes aggressive or my quality of life all but beyond endurance...I would prefer a say in dying that does not necessitate the the pain of leaving not only loved ones, but my country too. Oh, and why not...?
People may argue the sanctity of human life, but what of the quality of human life? We have no say in our being born, we all deserve a say in when and how we die as and when the occasion arises. Whose life is it, anyway?
Yes, we may (or may not) be much missed by some, but every life touches others more than it can ever know, and whomsoever it has touched for the good, there thrives the art and poetry of Memory to nurture our posthumous consciousness, playing an active part in lending lives and human spirits the timelessness we call eternity.
NO
MATCH FOR LOVE
I
try the patience
of
all those who can relate to me
but
cannot call me
friend
since we do not empathise
with
one another;
yet
neither am I an enemy,
the
likes of which
would
see the kinder mind-body-spirit
go
into free fall
To
the human spirit,
I
throw the challenge of a lifetime,
daring
it to use me
as
it will – go with my flow, turn
the
tables on
any
open contempt I so love
to
put down
by
recording its final shouts and screams
that
all may listen in
No
defeatist, I pursue
friend
and enemy alike, inflict on them
ways
of seeing
and
feeling beyond all imagination,
regardless
of race,
religion
or gender identity,
no
attempt to please,
but
bring humanity to its knees, homing in
on
its finer flaws
I am Pain, would triumph over all humankind
but for its capacity for love upstaging me
Copyright
R. N. Taber, 2020
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