euthanasia — a poem by me

it is late evening and a man is taking his dog to a better place tonight

because the dog is dying and both of them know it is his time 

and he will not suffer anymore and finally be at peace

and can finally run free.

all it takes is a needle and the man’s dog, his best friend, slowly falls into a peaceful slumber 

and he never wakes up from it 

and as the man watches all he can think about is how easy it is 

how easy it can be to put a stop to life so quickly and peacefully 

to go to sleep and never wake up again. 

i’ve never been so jealous of a dying animal.