The SOUND of DEATH

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    This poem is of a hopital setting, I was a phlebotomist for 18 years and worked the midnight shift and trust me many nights I heard the quiet, and the sadness from newborns to the emergency room and surgery, alot of deaths and alot of saved lives but one thing for sure alot of people never said I LOVE YOU before the one they loved was gone.. dont ever forget those 3 POWERFUL WORDS EVERY SINGLE DAY.

    The SOUND of DEATH

     As the clock approaches midnight
    I walk the halls in a sanitary fashion
    Each room dims light on each patient
    they groan with seamless passions

    I watch there chest breath slowly
    their pains groan into the hallways
    the bells ring for help me
    and there is nothing I can do or say

    The young and old are here
    from newborns to 100
    some will make it and some will not
    And the floors will fill with tears

    Loved ones will get the call
    I am sorry, your loved ones gone
    and some will stand by there sides
    From daylight until dawn

    Some will say its the way it is
    and some will not
    Some wished they had said
    I LOVE YOU
    Before they had to part.

    Remember one day you may be
    in that long dark hallway
    don't take for granted what you see
    and say I LOVE YOU  before you PART

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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