EUTHANASIA

In a cage of cloth I lie

And who shall know my pain?

Thus pass judgement on my life

And say I must remain.

In prison walls I lie

In the prison of my mind

And who shall say, ‘it is gods will'.

When this god I cannot find.

Dying slowly, here I lie

Where are all the joys of life?

Cocooned within another's care.

Their pity like a knife.

Within this body here I lie

And watch it waste away

Have Mercy on this hapless soul

Give me not another day