By

James Bredin

The day will come soon enough when you will be faced with your death,

Could be tomorrow or fifty years from now when you take your last breath,

“There’s little we can do for you but we’ll try to control the pain,”

The doctor may say but you’re captured and you can’t complain.

He’s not allowed to assist you in your suicide attempt,

The elites, the cops and lawyers would look on with contempt,

And then put him in jail and take his doctors licence away,

Because we’re not allowed euthanasia and we can’t go astray.

Assisted suicide barely registers on our political scene,

Like abortion and same-sex marriage before they came on the scene,

But times are changing as we all come closer to the abyss,

But not the Dutch, the Belgians, the Oregons or the Swiss.

Monday, December 3, 2007

By

James Bredin

Human rights commissions pompously trying to pull the strings,

Hidden away in a room and no one knows which way they will swing,

They know that sooner or later we are all going to die,

But they are busy at the moment, looking up at the sky.

They say we can’t reschedule our approaching time of death,

We have to wait patiently in pain till we take our last breath,

Not so for Oregons, the Dutch, the Belgians or the Swiss,

They don’t have to die slowly in pain while they reminisce.

But assisted suicide here is considered a mortal sin,

Though if this could be changed it would then be win win,

But isolated politicians in Ottawa far away,

Travelling, taxing and spending and they sill say, “No way.”

Saturday, December 01, 2007

By

James Bredin

Those listed in the obituaries are all equal but dead,

They can never speak up about our need to change and get ahead,

They may have suffered for years with some painful dreadful disease,

The silence of no-assisted-suicide and no need to appease.

Charter rights for assisted-suicide types, do not exist,

But tension between collective and societal interests persist,

The executive elites tend to avoid euthanasia stuff,

They want no changes in the Charter of Rights and that’s enough.

It might be against someone’s religious freedom if we should win,

Because suicide you see is a terrible mortal sin,

Therefore those opposed to euthanasia say they have god on side,

The Supreme Court may eventually understand and decide.

Friday, November 30, 2007

By

James Bredin

They say we have rights and freedom of choice but of course they lie,

About the rights of vulnerable people who just want to die,

End-of-life options are not allowed on our political agenda,

Euthanasia, political recall or binding referenda.

The myth of Canadian culture is a Trudeau Charter right,

With no rights to property or euthanasia anywhere in sight,

The people are not much different than a flock of mountain sheep,

They will go anywhere the sheppard leads them without a peep.

If this issue comes up they might send it to a committee,

But never with assisted suicide, which is a pity,

We’ve been told that this is democracy and that this is good,

No binding referendums, no recall and is this understood?

Thursday, November 29, 2007

By

James Bredin

You will likely die alone in medicated state of confusion,

In hospital with no one around at your life’s conclusion,

Me too and I’m not pleased about the way we have to wait to die,

Trapped in a painful seclusion and timetable we can’t deny.

Your obituary won’t talk about your lonesome exit from life,

They’ll say your family was around and there was no strife,

This after you suffering for years from some terrible disease,

No euthanasia offered even despite your desperate pleas.

Because it’s illegal in this holier-than-thou land,

Without referendums, political recall and nothing planned,

But we have Charter Rights they say so therefore we’re all right,

Just don’t try to reschedule your death in your sickly plight.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007