Hospital scene. A mother and her faternal twins at the bedside of their dying father. Believing him near death, and unaware of their conversation. Never taking the time to glance at the man on the pillow.
The Man On The Pillow
He lay dying upon the bed
Listening still to all they said
Believing that he could not hear
Assumed his mind, was quite unclear
The voices mixed yet held their tag
As came the voice of wifely nag
Fraternal twins, the selfish set
Put out, by his lingered breath
How much longer can he last
Question thought and cruelly asked
No one cared about his pain
Anxious for financial gain
Time he thought, now to move on
Better death, when love is gone
Death comes slowly like a dream
Life is shorter, than it seems
Closed his eyes, he sighed and died
When suddenly eyes opened wide
A rush of air, the clearest breath
He was alive, escaping death
Wow
He sat up upon the bed
Arms wide spread, forgive all said
Looking into stranger's eyes
Who looked back with shocked surprise
The laughter and embarrassment
Was at the moment, heaven sent
Avaricious foolish three
Were not this patient's family
Three absorbed by selfish gloom
Waiting for the hand of doom
Never gave a single glance
Towards the man beneath the lamp
The man on the pillow
Oops!
Wrong Room!
Pax
A
october 19, 2006
Chrissy
YOU are incredibly witty, intelligent and just plain brilliant!..wow!! What a write..YAY!!
saved this one!!
vesna...)
Paul;-)
Love Tinka :)
I like Dai's response, bit O Scot nonsense there, hehe.
Wot a tale, wot a scare loved it.
You gotta have medical POA lol, thats power of attorney.
Bit like the old bellringers, oooh that makes me shudder.
;)Ch'erie
Gina
ET
Fee
Rusty
Love,
CJ
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!
GREAT!
God Bless,
Lew
You had me going on this one. You really did.
What a bloody foopah the avaricious foolish three made. This was delightfully humorous and at the same time sobering - that kind of crapola really happens in hospitals.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
A chilling and gruesome write that makes the hackles stand on the back of your neck..
And what a twist in the tail at the end..
You are a sublime storyteller Queen A
Peter