A wish, a wish I make tonite, <br />Make it fast and make it quick, <br />Take him into the dear good night, <br />And spare him the pain, the anguish, <br />Of this gawd damn disease. <br /> <br />A wish, a wish I make tonite, <br />Give him back his dignity, <br />Let him choose how it should go, <br />Aren’t you imposing your choice over his, <br />Just give him back his damn control. <br /> <br />A wish, a wish I make tonite, <br />Make it peaceful as quick as you can, <br />Close your eyes, go to sleep, relax if you can, <br />I’m sorry that it’s not as soon as you want, <br />Let your mind be peaceful until it’s time. <br /> <br />A wish, a wish I make tonite, <br />A last request that’s against the law, <br />Why do you dictate how he should go, <br />How do I tell him I can’t comply, <br />Isn’t that his gawd damn right.<br /><br />A.M. Belsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wish-6/
