Hope flickering in the hospital

Battling death, the final cessation; optimism, will to live

 

Hope Flickering in the hospital

In the

Dark

Womb

Of

The

Restive

Bitter

December

 Night,

Lies

The

Seed

Of a

Brilliant

Light

That

Revives

The

Sinking patient

On the catheter

Who hopes

To survive

Another tough night,

To see the

Golden dawn

Of another fresh day,

To feel the new

Wind on the tired face,

To hear the sweet

Bird-songs

In the scented bower,

Far away in Greece,

To hear the laughter

Of kids playing in the courtyard,

Outside the barred windows

In dark Harlem,

And the uplifting

Church bells,

Sounding on a bleak

Grey day

In a secluded

 Alpine village;

The flickering hope,

Like the flickering lines,

On the monitor,

Sustains the family

Huddled together,

Around the prostrate figure

On the sick bed,

Beating all the grim

Prognosis of the young

Bored doctors of an Asian

Municipal hospital.