Melting Honey in their Veins
Health never lies in this time and age
With little to hide and memories that fade
Death and Life fight out in the day,
Waiting for something to ease the pain
Blood curling poison running in the veins
With all these hollow bodies breathing in strain
It seems like time caught up with its prey
Because melting honey is the only thing to aid
Morally wrong the people may say
But patients plead for no more dates
Allowing these creatures to rot in isolation,
Is not enough to prevent their devastation
Euthanasia you see,
May be a frightening sight.
But those awake and aware of the light,
Will leave the option to those who wish to fight.