My Upcoming Death Mar 10th,2011
I want to die on the fifth of July twenty forty two,
I’ll be a hundred and five by then so I’ll be just about due,
But this is death with dignity that is illegal here and now,
You can’t control the end of your life, so just stand up and take a bow.
But who knows, maybe by then, the death rules will have changed,
And maybe death with dignity can by then be arranged,
I’d like to take a pill or get a needle and lie down and die,
And as I’m doing it, slowly wave my family and friends goodbye.
It’s not like it’s just around the corner and any day soon,
And it’s not even on the next spring tide or phase of the moon,
Stick around and if things change, maybe you might do it too,
And on that fifth of July maybe we can talk and have a brew.
Mar 10th,2011
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We Are All A Bunch Of Fools Oct 26th,2012
WE ARE ALL A BUNCH OF FOOLS Oct 26th,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
If I live to be a hundred and five in twenty forty two,
Maybe we'll have death with dignity then because I'll be due,
But in the meantime, we have to submit to their foolish rules,
Humanity hasn't changed much and we're all a bunch of fools.
Where our Ottawa politicians tend to disappear,
Soft Federal positions, far away with nothing to fear,
Except that death comes a step closer almost every day,
And still they say, "No death with dignity for you. No way! "
These aristocrats on the top of the political pile,
Want to stay there as long as they can in that great lifestyle,
With no referendums, death with dignity or set-date elections,
They don't have to worry because they make all the selections.
Oct 26th,2012
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Euthanasia Feb 5th 2011
Somehow or other, old age crept up on me - slowly at first,
And if you are lucky too, this could happen to you but there’s worse,
It’s not knowing the time and date of your approaching death,
You know; the day and time you will take your last and final breath.
You just can’t take an euthanasia pill and kick the bucket,
Can’t do it in Ontario, Nova Scotia or Nantucket,
But you can do it in Switzerland, Washington or Oregon,
And there’s no such place on the Internet where you can logon.
Though death can be arranged at the abortion clinic every day,
You can’t arrange your own death with dignity - no possible way,
It’s a criminal offence and if you lived; you could be in jail,
Though those at the abortion clinic, are considered okay.
Something should be done, so I can plan my way out of this life,
I know it’s a sin, a criminal offence and full of strife,
If the appointed Supreme Court could change abortion laws,
Why can’t they decide to add on a death with dignity clause?
Feb 5th,2011
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What Does An Election Mean?
I have absolutely no influence and neither do you
No Death-With-Dignity or compulsory voting so what’s new?
We’re going to have an election that will only change some names,
But unfortunately, everything else stays exactly the same.
We don’t have referendums, plebiscites or mid term elections,
No propositions or proportional representation selections,
I think its time that maybe someone somewhere should complain,
Maybe set-date elections would help with this awful pain.
We have no death penalty either so therefore, no death row,
Banned from the UN Security Council so there, we can’t go,
Abortion death clinics on every second street are never banned,
Politically correct, never mentioned; all slight of hand.
Death with dignity and assisted suicide - all illegal,
Try to avoid a slow painful death but you can’t and it’s legal,
If you are talking to a politician, ask him/her about this,
See if he/she can get us Death-With-Dignity like the Swiss.
Mar 23rd,2011
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Before You Die... Dec 2nd,2012
Before your name gets into the obituaries, you must die,
And you may not have had the opportunity to say good-bye,
Because you have little control of anything relative to your death,
No death-with-dignity as you wait quietly to take your last breathe.
And those opposed to death-with-dignity want nothing to change,
Like the Sue Rodriguez case and nothing will be rearranged,
You will either go to heaven or hell; it depends on yourself,
Death-with-dignity is a sin and no one should lower themselves.
Therefore it is the holier than thou churches that are adamant,
Bishops and holy priests will be the only informants,
Therefore the law cannot be changed to help the sick and dying,
There's no other way except obeying and complying.
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Death With Dignity In Canada Oct 29th,2012
If the church has forbidden death with dignity; what else have they banned?
Are pedophile priests still hidden in this multicultural land?
Are abortions allowed to kill unborn babies here and there?
Should I apologize for being so bold and showing that I care?
If the States of Oregon and Washington can change things around,
Should the other states and should Canada hear the campaign sound?
Could we all die in dignity instead of devastating pain?
I think it would be better to hear the death-with-dignity campaign.
If ladies can have abortions here and there; then and now,
Why can't we have death-with-dignity instead of a pompous row?
Is it illegal or a sin or disgusting to talk about this?
Several European countries have it now, including the Swiss
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There's No Way Out Nov 7th,2012
THERE'S NO WAY OUT NOV 7TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
The death-with-dignity crowd is trying to help you out,
Because you don't have much of a clue what death is all about,
But biased aristocrats don't want anything to change,
No need to think about this because they will arrange.
If, God-forbid, you come down with Lou Gehrig's disease,
Like Sue Rodriguez; whom the establishment did not please,
The death-with-dignity crowd suggestions might help you out,
Though this is still illegal in Canada; what this is all about.
Because, there's a chance that you might have a miserable death,
We are here now and it looks like we can't get out of this mess,
Because the Supreme Court is not likely to change their rules,
And we must be considered compliant obedient fools.
NOV 7TH,2012
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Forbidden Death with Dignity July 28th,2012
FORBIDDEN DEATH WITH DIGNITY July 28th 2012
By
James Bredin
Death with dignity should not be too difficult to impose,
No need for a referendum and just see how it goes,
And those who oppose it will just have to shut up and learn,
Like now; those of us who want it have to shut up and yearn.
Because our politicians will not arrange this anytime soon,
From binding referendums and mandatory voting, we're immune,
All party politicians have been told by their party bosses,
You can't like these things or it might be your political losses.
That's why nothing is done for voting or death in this regard,
A party politician could loose his job and his party card,
Sue Rodriguez could not get death with dignity when she tried,
She was refused, with painful Lou Gehrig's disease and then she died.
But this is real and this is now and we are still alive and here,
And without referendums or political input; should we fear?
Media moguls tell us that there is no need to complain,
This is the way things are and this is how they will remain.
July 28th,2012
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Dying With Dignity Feb 9th 2011
DYING WITH DIGNITY FEB 9TH,2011
I’M NOT TOO PLEASED ABOUT DYING SO READ ON AND I’LL TELL YOU WHY,
BECAUSE IT CAN’T BE ARRANGED AND PLANNED IN THIS LAND AND THAT’S NO LIE,
AND ASSISTED SUICIDE IS A TERRIBLE CRIMINAL OFFENCE,
YOU AND YOUR DOCTOR COULD GO TO JAIL AND THERE’S NO DEFENCE.
ONE OF THESE VERY FINE SUMMER OR WINTER DAYS, I’LL BE DEAD,
AND MY VERY SHORT OBITUARY IN THE PAPERS WILL BE READ,
BUT IT’S NOT BEING DEAD; IT’S ALL THAT FUSS AND DYING THAT BOTHERS ME,
AND THERE’S NO DEATH WITH DIGNITY HERE AS FAR AS I CAN SEE.
WE JUST HAVE TO WAIT TO DIE IN PAIN AND THERE’S NO EASY WAY OUT,
IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW RELIGIOUS YOU ARE OR HOW DEVOUT,
IF WE COULD GET AN EUTHANASIA PILL, IT COULD BE PLANNED WITH FRIENDS,
WAVE GOOD BYE TO THEM ALL AND DIE HAPPY WITH THE NEW TRENDS.
FEB 9TH 2011
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Wait Till You Die Feb 26th,2011
We have to wait to die because there is no other way,
At least there is no death with dignity advertised on display
And assisted suicide here in Canada is illegal,
Your doctor could end up needing more than a paralegal.
And this is a nasty subject that nice people try to avoid,
The religious and the holy folk might even be annoyed.
You will go to heaven or hell after you die they all say,
Their religious rules say that they are right as they often pray.
I’ll admit, it’s not a nice subject but we’re all going to get there,
And the experience of death and dying, no one is aware,
We could get death with dignity if referendums like the Swiss,
I can almost hear it now as politicians and priests all hiss.
Feb 26th,2011
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You Can't Die When Or If You Want
You can’t have a planned death unless you are a dog or a cat,
Death with dignity is out of the question at your final bat,
Because our politicians and priests wont accept this notion,
They’re busy doing religious and political promotion.
But eventually each and every last one of us will die,
Unfortunately we don’t know how, when, where or even why,
But we could if they allowed legal death with dignity,
And allowed doctor assisted suicide indefinitely.
Your most important moment is when you exit from this life,
Good if you could arrange when, where and how with no strife,
Call all your friends and family around for one last time,
Unfortunately, you can’t do it now because it’s a crime.
Jan 13th,2011
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Euthanasia In Canada Sept 25th,2012
Sure, old folk can sometimes see the handwriting on the wall,
Death might be getting closer unless they can have it stalled,
They'd like an easy way out if they can get it legal and right,
Maybe binding referendums and death with dignity, day or night.
But our politicians are busy at the moment and what's your name?
And death with dignity is very illegal so that's not the same,
You'll have to call back again sometime or just send an e-mail,
And if you die in the meantime, we'll put it in the garbage pail.
Because in Canada, death with dignity is completely banned,
And if you are caught in this Canadian trap, you could be damned,
Because not only that; the church says DWD is a mortal sin,
So it's down to hell you'll go with the other sinners then.
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Wecan't Ask Why Nov 10th,2012
WE CAN'T ASK WHY? NOV 10TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
If we eventually get death with dignity; what will be their rules?
What would we have to prove to show we're not complete fools?
Would we have to prove we had some horrible disease?
Would we have to get down on our knees and say please?
Death with dignity should be a free choice as a good way to go,
Better than our present system and how we die; we don't know,
Because religious types and Ottawa aristocrats rule the day,
They refuse to adapt to reality and this is not child's play.
Because we don't have referendums, recall or set-date elections,
We have to obey their rules and they make the selections,
Like Sue Rodriguez we could get turned down when we want to die,
And we can't do anything about it - even ask why?
Nov 10th,2012
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WORDS NOT WRITTEN OR SAID Apr 6th,2011
A million words and they still don’t write about real election change,
No binding referendums or death-with-dignity, arranged,
As they pump out party propaganda about this and that,
And everything else that really counts is swept under the mat.
Canadian election politics is a pain in the head,
How do they always avoid what really should be said?
About death with dignity and binding referendum stuff,
Because the nonsense they write is considered more than enough.
Why are our important issues almost always forgotten?
Avoided like the plague or other disease that might be rotten,
Do they have a plan so that we the people never get control?
Therefore no compulsory voting and we’re kept on parole.
Apr 6th,2011
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You Too Will Eventually Die Oct 28th,2012
Death without dignity is the fear of losing control,
To be totally dependent on others is not your goal,
Maybe for a long time before you eventually die,
You may be almost dead; you cannot talk or even ask why?
There is no suicide grey area - it's all black and white,
It's a crime in Canada and a long legal courtroom fight,
But not in Oregon or Washington or Switzerland,
You can die in dignity there and they all understand.
Because here; death-with-dignity is hidden under the rug,
Where priests and magistrates and religious bishops all shrug,
You will not forget as you get nearer death, what this is about,
And a forthcoming painful death could cause you to have no doubt.
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What Indignity?
We need politicians, who are willing to vote for change,
We may already have them if we can convince them to rearrange,
Death with dignity so that we can all die on time and in peace,
And not some frightful terrible painful horrible disease.
Sorry to wake you up with a slight touch of reality and fear,
But they have it in Oregon and Washington but not here,
If we could get our politicians to wake up and pay attention,
Instead of party bound to their own agenda and extension.
Media moguls and High Court judges seem to be holding hands,
About certain subjects not tolerated and completely banned,
That’s binding referendums and peaceful death with dignity,
You don’t know and are never told about this indignity.
(July 7th,2011)
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POLITICIANS AND DEATH Mar 24th,2011
I’m concerned about my own eventual future death,
And the lack of political concern about my last breath,
They couldn’t care less, when or where or how we die,
This couldn’t happen to them because it doesn’t apply.
It’s all because Death With Dignity is illegal here,
Therefore our pompous politicians barely look and leer,
But I’ve got news for them; they too will eventually die,
It may even be slow, long and painful amid their loud cries.
Therefore our eventual Death With Dignity should be discussed,
And why do our politicians view this subject with disgust?
We’re having an election but parties wont talk about this,
Some states have it: Oregon, Washington and or course the Swiss.
Mar 24th,2011
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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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CANADIANS DON'T HAVE TO VOTE Apr 12th,2011
Canadians will get what we deserve because only a few vote,
Politicians inclined to view us as a herd of goats,
As they hide like aristocrats in Ottawa and tax and spend,
Or travel the world with a planeload of family and their friends.
Did someone say that our system of government can’t be changed?
Binding referendums or death-with-dignity never arranged,
Where’s the leadership to get us out of the present mess?
Surely someone has some guts somewhere in all our distress.
I’d like to live as long as possible and then plan my death,
No politician has come up with a better plan than that yet,
They each have their own party agenda and they think it’s great,
Nothing outside of their party agenda is up for debate.
April 12th,2011
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It Was July
I am resurrected, after dying for want of you,
It all came down upon me in sunny July,
Where had you gone, I wish I knew,
That I care no more, should come as no surprise,
I can live without you now,
It's like I never loved you at all,
The numbness seeped in after my death,
It was in July, if you recall,
Things were fine in May and June,
I don't know what I did wrong,
But in July you sang a different tune,
And you left me all alone,
My heart once again belongs to me,
As I look back to last July,
The sunshine once again I see,
No tears to cloud my eyes,
So let me stay as you left me,
I won't even say goodbye,
You're now a fading memory,
But I'll never forget July,
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The Day You Die
The most important day in your life is the day you die,
And your time of death could be scheduled but can’t and you don’t know why,
Somehow or other they can’t get around to changing the death rules,
About assisted suicide and euthanasia for us fools.
European countries and Oregon can do it but not us,
Our politicians have the attitude that it was ever thus,
Our politicians go to Ottawa and there they hide out,
But then they do nothing and act as if they know what it’s about.
Maybe our politicians believe that they will never die,
We will never know because they will never tell us why,
No binding referendums like the Swiss constitutional tools,
No death with dignity because it’s against religious rules.
Jan 18th,2011
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