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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Sunday, 26 May 2024

Momento Mori

But remember whilst you can
to live before it calls again. 

 

Thursday, 23 August 2012

A Man Died Today

(one of many), he lived with locked-in syndrome.
After a court refused him an agreeably
mutual and personal way to end his life
he starved himself and died of pneumonia.

For thirty years I had a friend and mentor
whom I knew only through phone calls
and letters. She did not do e-mail.
For having the urge to share
I wrote much more than her,
and I was happy to give away
my ideas. Even now, so soon after she has gone,
I forget how the stories poured out of me.
I was told after she died how she took her life
by self starvation and pneumonia.
Her closest friend (not her husband)
told me how on her last night she was taken
to hospital, was almost ritually bathed,
and had her final rest in the comfort
of crisp clean hospital sheets.

She too was locked-in, by marriage
and family, not considered to be a person.
More used as property without respect.

The quieter the sense of loss, the less recognised it is,
the more courage we need to exit on our own terms.    

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Lost In Logistics

When armies march
they march on their stomachs
and kill as they stomp over truths,
with the accounts of battles described
through descriptions of logistics.

Stones and the earth 
will bleed themselves dry
before history proves honest about war.

Sunday, 28 August 2011

The Life Beyond Contemplation

We all consider suicide
at some point in our lives.
But actually taking our lives
away from our being overpowered
by others takes a courage
that goes beyond contemplation;
it requires acting faster than you think.

Monday, 25 July 2011

Gruesome But Necessary

is how the angels who destroyed Sodom
saw the their mission;
a tabula rasa beyond human compare.

From Jihads to assassinations,
faith in the power of cleansing fire
remains strong. Now it comes
cleanest from the barrel of a gun.