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Remembering The Sky
ER CRITICAL CARE TRAUMA UNIT A
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
11:34 am
09-21-18
Chaos of deafening screams
Reality has fled, left with only daydreams
Here I stand in mental confusion
Tears of disillusion
God help me please
Souls dropping today to their knees
Anyone have a tissue
Blood, guts, no glory, no wishes
As a nurse, is my existence mended into someone else’s pain
Last breath, last rites, never to feel or see the rain
God, I look to you each and every day
People have love, faith, yet, for the ones swept away
Is their justice in death after the last breath
Eyes closed for eternal rest
Can souls see, can they feel our grief
Will Heaven pour their tears to give us earthly relief
Chaotic deafening screams
Peace be still, so serene
So loud I can’t drown them out
Pastor I sit in the pew, yet, this scene is nothing to shout about
Man gives liberty, God permits death
A coat to embrace the coldness, the stillness that remains left
Live life, when the crossroads we come to
Unexpected hollers for one last just due
Archangel Azrael, has the book of life in his hand
Page open, for woman, child, or man
The last breath surrendered, the first day of your life
Gabriel’s horn heard to announce entrance, or denial of strife
Bow daily as you live
I’ve seen the look of death, when the organs have no more to give
Love, even if you hate
This world shall pass, the pride of your praise should always be Heaven’s Pearly Gates
Chaos of deafening screams, a kiss to the afterlife as souls fly
In this moment in time, I am remembering the sky
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
11:34 am
09-21-18
Chaos of deafening screams
Reality has fled, left with only daydreams
Here I stand in mental confusion
Tears of disillusion
God help me please
Souls dropping today to their knees
Anyone have a tissue
Blood, guts, no glory, no wishes
As a nurse, is my existence mended into someone else’s pain
Last breath, last rites, never to feel or see the rain
God, I look to you each and every day
People have love, faith, yet, for the ones swept away
Is their justice in death after the last breath
Eyes closed for eternal rest
Can souls see, can they feel our grief
Will Heaven pour their tears to give us earthly relief
Chaotic deafening screams
Peace be still, so serene
So loud I can’t drown them out
Pastor I sit in the pew, yet, this scene is nothing to shout about
Man gives liberty, God permits death
A coat to embrace the coldness, the stillness that remains left
Live life, when the crossroads we come to
Unexpected hollers for one last just due
Archangel Azrael, has the book of life in his hand
Page open, for woman, child, or man
The last breath surrendered, the first day of your life
Gabriel’s horn heard to announce entrance, or denial of strife
Bow daily as you live
I’ve seen the look of death, when the organs have no more to give
Love, even if you hate
This world shall pass, the pride of your praise should always be Heaven’s Pearly Gates
Chaos of deafening screams, a kiss to the afterlife as souls fly
In this moment in time, I am remembering the sky
Published 22nd Sep 2018
Author's Note
Dying is only one thing to be sad over... Living unhappily is something else.
Morrie Schwartz
Morrie Schwartz
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Anonymous
22nd Sep 2018 3:30am
This is something truly special. Here I believe I have seen your heart, your true nature. Full of compassion and humbled by the mystical mystery of the equaliser: DEATH. Truly beautiful
J
J
22nd Sep 2018 9:25pm
My first passionate creed I have taken, is to assist in healing the world. The rest is up to the higher powers to be. Thanks so much for reading the passion of my true heart. Being an ER Critical Care and Trauma Nurse, sometimes you feel your duties are just not enough; mainly when life hangs in the balance, faint breaths are coming in shallow waves, and the will to live is no longer your choice.
Anonymous
22nd Sep 2018 10:56pm
Yes my lady. It is true. Neither is it easier to want to die, when life soffocates our dignity but we need to live on nevertheless. I hear you beautiful lady. I bow to you. J
22nd Sep 2018 7:42am
Echo Juvenalis66. Thoughts from the coalface of your workplace.
An uncle of mine was a hospital porter who did time on rota in AE/ER. He went teetotal because he was appalled by the number of car crash victims he saw down to drink driving especially at weekends.
An uncle of mine was a hospital porter who did time on rota in AE/ER. He went teetotal because he was appalled by the number of car crash victims he saw down to drink driving especially at weekends.
22nd Sep 2018 9:30pm
I say the dedication in any medical capacity is hard on the heart, and unforgettable to the mind. I must learn how to separate the two once I return home. Thanks for reading and then commenting as well handsome.
