A DOCTOR'S DILEMMA

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A DOCTOR'S DILEMMA

With quality of life curtailed,
When all known remedies have failed;
Don't keep me artificially,
No favor are you doing me.

With all improved new medicine,
Extending hopeless life's a sin;
You may play God up to a point,
Remember none did you anoint.

So do your best and then relax,
You can't beat all nature's attacks;
There is a Wiser Head above,
Sometimes applying true tough love.

So thanks for all you tried to do,
I still retain respect for you;
If time has come to just pass on,
A new perspective I may don.

Sol the Sage

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