He was there
but he was gone
a shell resting
but he was gone
Just then he quivered
We looked in hope
as if to sit up
but no one spoke
Until the doctor
came by to say
it would take some time
afore he slipped away
A coma is a heartless thing
the mind is so hidden
from those that bring
music hoping he would waken
Days sped past
there was no change
until the medics said
they would arrange
To move him off the ITU
into some side ward
where they would view
him as oft they could afford
No hope was given
of some slight return
brain scrambled by his fall
had lost all it had learned
Time passed until that ring
we all had dread to hear
the night he passed away
we all lost someone dear
(c) Rhumour
October 1st 2009
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