No Healing Touch

No Healing Touch

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
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Child shoots himself playing with a hand gun

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She almost hit the floor,

and as a doctor,

she had seen death many times before,

and in many ways,

but death like that haunts her mind,

and it stays,

but none really hurt like this one,

children should be playing and having fun,

not left alone curious to find a gun,

then shot in the head,

left for dead,

bleeds out,

and no one hears him shout,

it was just sad,

made her mad,

and it went against every grain

of her moral and medical principles,

it pains the brain,

and death should never be needless,

it should come with dignity,

not with pity,

it should come with old age,

not with anger, or with rage,

she looked at the dead child and really couldn’t do much,

all the medical training,

and she had no healing touch.

© 2009 Frank F. Atanacio


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Frank I am in complete awe of this piece. It is intriguing and simply amazing. You wrote this with the emotions that alot of medical people feel.. Awesome piece.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Poignant piece. Nothing harder to see than a child die for an adults lack of attention. Also, a doctor rendered impotent in the same situation. A real gut-twister Frank. I felt this one. Well written.

Cheers!
FF

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on April 12, 2009

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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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