Watch me lay flat on my back
Too weak to move, unable to blink
Watch my wide open eyes stare
At copper colored skies
Where not a cloud passes by
Watch flies walk in and out
My half opened mouth
Roaming my lips and tongue
Ruptured from lack of moisture
Watch my scraggy limbs lay
In strange poses
Beside my skeletal shell
Not trembling, not praying
Watch my bloated belly
Exploding from oedema
Watch my sores and wounds
That neither bleed nor heal
Fight for a space of rippled skin
Watch the vultures eagerly circling
Ever closer above what's left of me
Watch my mother's heart break
From watching me
Powerless to save me
Don't go away, don’t zap away
And return after the break
To watch me die
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This teared me out tonight1
YOU wrote this write superbaly, with thought in every word
I could imagine your heart in pain!
As mine always is when I see what Should NOT be!
WArmest Blessings and HuGs,Sheee
Thank you for being in my corner 0f the den and letting me know~
Have a BETTER NEW Year -2007-
if only the WILL for solutions was as large as the mindless GREED out there preventing their realization.
make me world dictator and i'll gladly re-direct humanity's path.
a superb delivery, rage.
peace,
carolyn
Aberjhani
Thank you dearly for this vital, tragic write!
How have we become so complacent?
You heart beats worthy beats when care is taken in action: like this poem!
May we do more NOW! Thank you for raising deepened awareness!
Love & Appreciation Suzie
When we watch someone die...we often wish they were never born..
So Mote It Be
Peter
Judy Meeker
Way too much pain out there!!
love Tinka
TRASK
Too sad
Still it happens on a minure basis while we fat cats turn away.
Tine to do ...to act...to save.
Ny God...this is sad.
Susan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Richard