euthanasia

your firm hand and fierce eye
and i see the black hole where the gun barks
on my dusty-sweat-coated forehead
this tear-stained eye
longs for yet another moment with you
in this hell

your hygienic hand and your motherly look
with that tranquilizer on that syringe
on my veins, to relax me down
this exhausted soul
wants to cuddle you for the warmth
in this heaven

right or wrong
for good or for bad
you are the one who kills
suffering is my other name
that you have made me
then again you pity my miserable life
and you mercy kill me
amongst you even fought who to mercy kill me

with your gun’s little hole
you advice the trigger
and you become my birth-master
your gun is all-in-one tool for you
you use it everywhere
even to gain a grain of rice
your gun is your strongest drug
makes you forget everything
even the consciousness of being alive

well, enough of euphemism
i said euthanasia means ‘shoot yourself’.