Amputate Your Heart Poem by AnnaLeigh Jones

Oh no, it seems that we've run out of time.
If you're to survive,
we have to amputate
your heart....

Your heart can't function any more.
It's been over run with viruses and spores.
It's been poluted, but we don't know the cause.
It's not able to feel, Maybe it never was.
It's no longer able to bring you air.
It's been torn from years of abuse and miss-care.
So now your blood is at a stand still.
That is the reason you cannot feel.
In order it bring you back to life,
We'll have to cut in with our scalpaled knives.
We'll remove the dysfunctional heart,
and replace it with man-made, mechanical parts.
We know that to you nothing will be real,
but at least you will think you are able to feel.