You two have worked wonderful together again! A very powerful and thought provoking write, a great message brought along in a loving and caring way.
B&R

This is a superb statement. Its transformation into literature results in a work of remarkable quality.

Death is my Deliverance...

Outstanding write to say the least...as it is said. to die is to be with the Lord...yet whilst on our mortal journey, deliverance is but for an asking...for behold, He stands at the door and knocks.

It is one of my deepest fears that I shall be called home and someone will hit me with the paddles and force me to remain in their world. How difficult it must be to breathe the breath of God and feel his tender kiss only to be shocked back into this world of the living, that they may not feel responsible for my death. Shall we take all the roses and place them in Lucite that they may never die or do their part to replenish the earth with their essence. There is a time to live and a time to die and I hope to let God, not man, make that decision for me. Excellent and seamless collaborative poem.
Take care,
Sherry

Magnificant you two angels carying that bright torch..I love you both

Dove

Dear Huda, after reading your poem As I Lay Dying and your story Cabbie I can sure guess what was your contribution.
Great work and wonderful collab with Peter
I was touched after reading everyone's personal story and I will defintely have a DNR signed.

Bravo.

Gina

wwwow! packs a mighty punch Peter, thank you. Mary

nature should takes its own course ... being kept alive artificially is unnatural ... i have a DNR written up in case of such a scenario ...

reviting collab ...

There is a verse in the Bible that says: "For me to live is Christ, but to die is gain." I believe the Apostle Paul wrote that.

Yes there is a time coming for all of us when the spirit seperates from the mortal flesh and we will all enter eternity.

I believe that the politics of prolonging death is simply financial profit.

Thought provoking write

Richard

Oh how very powerful with raw truth this is, Outstanding and so very poignant, it is a painful decision that many families must make now days. Outstanding.

Reindeer

An excellent inside-out look at a morally and ethically complex issue. Yep, how bizarre life is when "old folks" (for example, thinkin of my Mum) are resuscitated beyond their desires to be so and beyond their body's ability to cope on one end of the scale... and "non-viable" life can be dispensed down the pan without too much thought on the other: Banner headlines in the press today is the Home Abortion for £10,000. Funny, driving back from the store just now I had the recurring line "Show some respect for the already dead" flatlining through my brain.... You two are AWESOME in collaboration... you just ZING somehow... must be the chemistry! :)) TY Kate xx

I wrote a hell of a comment on this poem, but couldn't get it to take. Suffice it to say, I liked it very much.

Mortal, it is not for you to decide

Quite a powerful piece, you two; and I sadly believe that we mortals try to play God far too often, in many situations today. I wonder if we will ever truly learn.

Having had to give the word on both my father and brother to pull the plug of a machine that was no longer the soul, spirit or mind of a human I believe with all my heart that this is somthing that has to be done at times. The spark of life that separates human from vegetabe is the soul and the functioning mind and to prolong a bodies time without a reasonable hope of that spark surviving is inhumane. I do strongly advise though that all of you who care about the ones you leave behind have a living will made to ensure that your loved ones will not have to make that decision for you because it is not one that anyone should or could take lightly and the pain of it weighs heavy on their hearts for a long time.

Felix

Wow, powerful write here,
God Bless
Michelle!

Very powerful, rather a lot to contemplate on..

Deliverance frees us from pull-the-plug guilt at the hands of greedy health-care institutions and liberates us from tension-collecting conscious. Very eye-opening poetry, Peter and Huda. Blessed Be.

Sage

This one so lightens my day yes make a dead beat towards God. Wonderful poetry and message Peter. :)
Love Joselyn

If all hope is gone and the only way they can keep you alive is mechanically, I also have a living will and don't want this to happen to me. Great write.

Dear friends,
I would like to thank you all for sharing your views and touching personal stories.
I also have my DNR (Do Not Resuscitate)form along with my health insurance card :)
Love and peace

Amen! I have a living will for this very reason! My wishes on record at the hospital, I made sure of it. I want no life saving devices to keep me alive. If I can't do it on my own then let me go home to be with my Creator!Great write from you two wordsmiths! What a superb team you make!Bravo!

eT

Praise You, Jesus! for Peter and Huda's gift! This reminds me so much of the last moments of my Papa's life...He was 81 years old, had served Mankind for 50 years as an MD and was on the Board of Ethics, even as HE breathed his last breath. Papa had lung cancer, and was the bravest soul I have ever seen...it still causes me to marvel. Whe he was on his death bed, he could barely get air to breathe; he had pulled his knees up to his chest and leaned his torso forward against them, as if to help force what little breath he had. [Remember, he was a DOCTOR - AND a Follower of CHRIST. i.e. He had much godly wisdom] At his bedside, alone at last, I said, "Papa, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ----YOU KNOW I WISH I COULD BREATHE FOR YOU!" if I was in agony...HOW MUCH MORE HIS OWN! [he had refused life-support of any kind]
He struggled valiantly, tears filled his beautiful blue eyes, and he reached for my hand, AND SMILED! - and exhaled the words "HANG...IN...THERE...KID." I kissed his beautiful and precious wrinkled hand, and wept openly over losing him,so that HE might KNOW how much HE meant to me; how much better HE had made my life; how much HE had taught me; how much I valued HIS presence; what a great loss it would be to go on without HIM.. and yet, let him know, I was happy for HIM to be going to see Jesus, and be DELIVERED from HIS cancerous hell! The very next morning, we arrived just moments after he drew his OWN last breath. He was still warm, his head was tilted to the right side and his mouth was ajar...for his breath had returned to The One Who gave it....to me, he was the most amazing human I have ever known, and he utterly fulfilled the Scripture that says we are to glorify God in life...and in death. Thank you both from my heart-of-hearts. my sincere love ~ rhonda

Thank you poets for sharing this controversial poem. Well done, dear Huda and peter.
I had to make that decision for my wife after the accident 2004.
It was the hardest thing I ever did and I still wonder what if?
God bless - Michael

Wecan't out source God's decision for living. It isn't our resposibility.
You two have a brilliance in depth for leaping past mans inhumanities and coming up with verses to reason God's word in a better vein.
Susan