A Hospital For My Living Poem by auty paul jason

Folks lying around, doing nothing
Trying to restore or fix
'Are they waiting for death pa? , said little girl.
Honestly, I don't know about death
But, I have been knowing about living for too long
Bore, Unsatisfied and unwilling.

'Call the ambulance? '
I was minding my own business
When I hear someone shout
Spirits are every where
In the car, On the buses, beside the side work
One of them was just standing beside me
'You gotta go man', he said.
I can hear his voices even when I was unconscious
I woke up at a hospital
Seeing some familiar faces
Than I said,
' Hey, I gotta live man.'