'Your illness is not curable, br we need to pull the plug right now, br conditions that are terminal br cannot be paid for by us all.' br br Yes, Terry, you will die too soon, br the world around you does not care. br It could be money or indifference, br but I will never lie to you. br It's always money, it eats the soul br they make excuses, they give good reasons. br You are a veggie Terry, truly, br baptised by those who think they can br decide for others, for their fate br and what it all comes down to, hear br is that you are so very useless, br you need the care of those who do, br or those who sponge you with reluctance br but take your money with contempt br on neutral faces, you are here br through great benevolence of peers br which has, for fifteen lonely years br proved not to you but to all others br that homo sapiens does have compassion. br br Though now a fork has come in sight, br the road's no longer pointing straight br an obstacle takes up much space br inside the minds of those who live, br with faculties in normal order br and power to regard the fork br a sign of God who delegates br his will to call you, Terry, home. br Don't you believe them, let me say br that arguments before the courts br are heavy with the legalese br that sober halls repeat in echos br of 'justice will be served', we pray. br br 'Her illness is not curable, br we need to pull the plug right now, br conditions that are terminal br cannot be paid for by us all.' br br A feeding tube is like a bottle br that nourishes the little ones br who are, unable to accomplish br what grown-ups know to live and thrive. br So, Terry do you know your crime br was that you lost the skill to eat br yet this great world has twisted words br it says you lost the will to live.