Console her with the Atheist’s philosophy: ____Never mind! Your grandma’s dead. It’s Nature’s way of denoting an atrophy ____In the muscles, lungs and head. I mean to say her central nervous system ____Was gradually shutting down. You really can’t appreciate its Wisdom? ____Oh, darling, must you frown? For when we too are old and in our grey hairs, ____We shall start to senesce. And that’s when all our trials and all our past cares ____Shall slowly evanesce: For darling, they were nothing but illusions ____Of an over-active brain! And that’s from whence does stem this sad confusion ____About Hope, and Fear, and Pain! They’re really nothing more than mere self-interest ____Of that selfish, selve-ish seed: And that’s why, dear, I must admit that it’s best ____(I mean for the human breed) That your granny’s not around to clog the action ____Of the great genetic pool. She got seventy years, and now it’s traction ____Has snapped back: that’s the rule. For really, what’s the point of all the dying, ____And the old, sick, halt and lame? Oh, darling, you must cease from all this crying! ____Worship Darwin and his name! Samuel Johnson lives in Richmond Hill, Ontario, and works for the L'Arche Daybreak community.