Whose Decision

So I walked past a stall set up today and they were promoting women rights with one of their issues being abortion. They wish to legalise it. Although this topic is not about abortion but regarding "rights".

When does it become not your right when you are doing something bad. You have the right to hurt yourself but not others...I believe this is a common notion. However, does suicide still fall into that category? I don't believe it should be a resort that is looked upon often. The reasons however, should be.

Who are we to decide if someone who is suffering should continue to suffer? Aren't we supposed to give them the right to decide such a fate. The world may be empathetic and some may actually know what it is that the person is going through. Does that mean they should hold out to the point that they become consumed by their own thoughts? Help should be sought first, that is a no brainer. But not everyone who goes to see a therapist, recovers. Not everyone who gets a prescription from the doctor is healed. So perhaps such things as euthanasia is something that is ever present but not for everyone. Topics such as this have been debated for decades now. Perhaps looking at it in a different way will put things in perspective...Many children in poverty ridden countried die of starvation. Starvation in itself is a very slow and painful death which (depending on the health of the person) can take days to weeks. Should these children be allowed to die or do we prolong there suffering in hope that in a few months, we can solve world hunger...or world poverty? Should we be cruel to be kind?

I told them what I was.
I told them what I see.
I told them what I feel.
I showed them me.

--But that is not enough.
--We need to see proof.
--It's just a phase.
--Teens, just being aloof.

This is not a simple matter.
It has been thought through with precision.
Do not take me for someone reckless.
I have made my final decision.

--But the world loves you.
--Killing is wrong.
--The holy books say so.
--You need to stay strong.

Strength...you think this is a matter of weakness?
A matter of keeping my chin up?
Where do you derive your conclusions?
Do you think my issues are made up?

--No no no.
--We just believe that you can hold on.
--The world wants you to be here.
-- Your loved ones don't want you gone.

The world? My loved ones?
They are the reason I am here.
The world will not miss me.
Nor do I hold the world very dear.

--But there is always another way.
Enough. You don't seem to understand.
This is not a debate nor discussion.
This is my stand.

I have made the choice.
And it should be mine to make.
I have lived through enough pain.
I no longer wish to wake.

Robot's Of Our Time

So someone asked me yesterday..."How's it goin?". Do people really care that much or is it just another way of saying "hello" right now. Why is it that when sitting on a bus, a train or ferry that people do not talk to one another. Everyone is so engrossed in their own little devices from iPhones to iPad but I try to talk to someone a few days ago but they seemed to be startled at just the "hello".

Have we come to expect so little from everyone that the mere sight of another human being has become so monotonous that we no longer feel the need to ask "how's it goin?" and actually wait for the response. Their are times when even smiling at someone you make eye contact with is considered wrong as well. Why? Because while we are blissfully aware of the updates from friends and happenings of stragers who are friends of friends of friends, we overlook that those in front of us may be in need of a friend or may even become a friend. Is it that everyone now has too many friends online to consider talking to people in reality. Every friend was once a stranger. Staring at your hand all day and maybe even night is causing one's mind to be narrowed when it comes to social interaction. If you but look up from your hand, you can see the wonders of our world. Let us hope that one day, someone may be able to look up from their device, and wonder how someone else may be doing.

I look
I see
I touch
I feel
But when did life become so un-real.

When did staring at our phones
become so time consuming.
When did looking down,
become so life consuming.

We look up,
with hunched over backs.
Glancing at others,
then returning to the phone to chat.

Our eyes are starting to close,
on the wonder of this world.
They are fixed,
on the "what's new" of this world.

We see things through a screen,
we even get excited about it.
We spend a fortune,
even though it can be decided that you can live without it.

Is it to blend in?
Is it to keep up?
What is it for?
When is it enough?

It will never be enough.
Never ceasing to rob us of the wonder.
The wonder of a human being, another person.
The rawness of people is like lightning and thunder.

They can inspire and create.
But why spare time when you have windows 8.
The new samsung tablet.
The new Mac gadget.

Try not to let it control you.
Staring at it like a robot.
Try to speak to someone, and you may never believe your luck.
But first, you have to look up.