Tears spill over
As I read the page -
The tale of what
Could’ve happened.
You’re so lucky,
God must love you
More than
Even I am able.
You are alive, yet barely
A breathing corpse
In a hospital gown
No longer moving.
A vegetable,
Brain-dead,
Or so the
Doctors say.
It could be worse
But it could be better
But still
You were so
Lucky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem