sudden breath overtime, and the countdown begins
as lights flash in fervent haste on monitors of life
pushing, pulling, needles in and tape applied
blood flowing through clear rivulets of strife

stat, stat, stat, and the doors swing open wide
mouths agape while life hangs by a thread
precursor to eternity, threshold to agelessness
drifting between being and being dead

a number, just a number...numb, just numb
a time, a place, a scheduling for occurrence
a lonely soul in a distant place of being
causation clamors to concurrence

thoughts misplaced by nods of rage
as pressures rise like methane gases
stretchered patient unstretched by calamities
lines undrawn as time just passes

hope flails as faith assails
in sudden breath overtime