90 bpm, the sound of life
flickering on the screen,
unexplainable uneasiness
follows the desired beat..
1 drop, 2 drops...
it’s normal they say,
leaving you in despair…
3 drops, 4 drops...
unending trail,
instinct reveals the tale.
Helplessness, anguish,
the gift of life holds on
with unwavering strength
no local aid, only silence,
negligence, I’m
just one more pawn
in this medical chess game.
A beam of hope comes
forth from 1799 miles away,
yet it dissolves, as access to
the needed treatment is out of range
Fear, horror, agony
become the only presence
during 4 unending days…
Can there be a more tangible loss
than the one in which life drains in front
of your eyes and the body suffers
in unbearable pain?
Its wisdom understands
the desolation that rests behind,
the overwhelming emptiness
imprinted in every sigh,
a piece of me vanished away,
My eyes will never shine the same…
My gift of light holds me close,
His timeless smile
Whispers with immense love,
and I can briefly silence
this infinite void…
Tonight, there is one more angel
the size of a sweet pea,
yet made out of the
deepest, greatest love there can be…
Image, "Savannah Blues" - Andrea Villa Ruiz-
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