23 April 2008

Fly

Somewhere
Jack begins to consternation,
and with his first night
is divinely sprinkled
by a feverish woman,

never to hear or know
that others will think on him,
and think on what he'll never think about,
but never think about him,

and the wealth of life
in a day that's compared to nothing.
For this champion of millions
of failed non-people, there's
the best excuse, the
fulfilled wish
of the torture-subject.

There was nothing he could have done.

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In my class on Ethical Issues in Healthcare, one of our fictional (but probably based on truth) case studies involved a hindu baby that only had three weeks to live. One of the nurses secretly baptized the baby.

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