Who Knows? - Poem by Jennie Chester
Who knows why this had to happen?
But I care.
Who can change it?
Not me? I say.
You’re wrong, I tell myself.
What If I can change it?
Why care but do nothing? You ask.
Because I care too much.
Can I help you?
Should I help you?
What if I intervein, and respond to your wish to breathe your last breath?
What if I don’t?
Will I be able to stand here, next to you
Knowing that I could take the space between us and turn it into your freedom.
I can’t take it anymore
So I did it.
To both of us.
For both of us.
What happened after I took those steps that would be my last?
What happened after you took your last breath?
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