EUTHANASIA (Ariels Cross)
Sipping herbal tea,I sensed your tension
You ask if I would pray with you this time
I knew this be the night you ask The Angel
To descend upon your sleep;Lift this cross
If I only had one wish I’d take your place
I shivered when you whispered;It was time
But true to my commitment to your plea
Tonight my love I’ll engage your destiny
I must confess bemoaning for my soul
Mercy’s queer temperance–Saint or sadist
And if my passion angers our Redeemer
May silence and lament be my penance
I’ve been told Iwill suffer for your peace
From the poison that harbored in yourbrain
Paralytic dawns,and turbid,manic dusks
Your terror was A cross I could not bare
Now my hands grasp filthy bars of steel
Much time to muse the ethics of justice
In hindsight—I would do it all again.
By Frank James Ryan , Jr.
