by Nick Gisburne
We’d like to share the benefits of death
The bliss, the peace, provided after life
Beyond the laboured rasping of your breath
Beyond the reach of torment, toil, and strife
Consider nowhere, nothing, if you will
At rest, without your family or peers
A lethal dose, a one-time-only pill
To terminate those grinding, final years
My colleague needs a signature, just here
Allow me to administer the cure
For every fate or future you may fear
Oblivion beats all of them, be sure
And as you slip, in silence, far away
We thank you for the price you choose to pay
