Broken Wing Poem by William F Glennon

Confined to a hospital bed. The doctors
have a look of hopelessness and dread.
I ask god why am I not dead?
I've changed my life for you. I prayed with you to get
me through.

Will I have real pain or phantom pain?
Can they save this broken pulmonary vein?
I questioned my faith in humanity.
Wondered who will want me? Who will love me?
Will my leg only be a memory?

Somewhere in my heart. I have the strength
and love behind me that I don't feel so lost.
Only why is it so large a cost.