I know they'd like to kill me: <br />they love me very much. <br />I know they'd like to still me <br />with mourning's deepest hush. <br />I know they'd like to kill me: <br />they love me very much. <br />I know they'd like to free me <br />to death's eternal touch. <br /> <br />What good am I? To anyone! <br />I'm a useless human being. <br />A body fully paralysed; <br />an eye that lolls unseeing. <br />I know they'd like to kill me: <br />they love me very much. <br />I know they'd like to free me; <br />their burden and their crutch. <br /> <br />I'd really like to help them, <br />but I can only watch. <br />My lonely eye keeps weeping. <br />That too is nature's botch. <br />But an agile mind is working <br />to find the perfect way. <br />No moral choice is lurking. <br />All fear and guilt assuaged. <br /> <br />I know that they support me <br />in that I choose to die. <br />But an evil law would thwart me. <br />I know their hands are tied. <br />I know they'd like to kill me: <br />I've asked them many times. <br />But a selfless act of mercy <br />remains a doleful crime. <br /> <br />I know they'd like to kill me: <br />they love me very much. <br />I know they'd like to will me <br />from life's ironic clutch. <br />I know they'd like to kill me. <br />I know they mean me well: <br />to put an end to suffering, <br />to ease a tortured hell...<br /><br />David SmithWhite<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-me-very-much/
