Saturday, July 30, 2005

Tragedy

The clock ticks away precious moments
that were once wasted in life's stupor.
When tragedy taps our shoulders, life
suddenly becomes jeweled. Our wealth
is determined by the numbering
of good days and in outwitting the bad.

As he lies in this sterile environment,
he doesn't know if tomorrow will come.
He knows he wants it to; he knows others
expect it to--nothing else matters.
It is a struggle to make it one more
minute, one more hour, one more day.

He is being eaten alive by his own body.
A vile mutant has taken control of him
and convinced his mind the end must come.
He gains strength from intangible forces
and realizes he must survive this day.
He isn't ready to succumb to anything.

4 Comments:

Blogger Erin said...

Here's to hoping that he's strong enough to survive it...

July 31, 2005 10:28 PM  
Blogger Vickie said...

The human body is an amazing thing.

August 01, 2005 4:06 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

yes, and so is the mind - I hope his is in the right place...

August 01, 2005 7:34 PM  
Blogger Vickie said...

I'm sure it is. And yes, you're right. Some people do well simply because they will it.

Remind me to tell you the story of Donna sometime.

August 01, 2005 8:06 PM  

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