I close this night with this little soul

Status: Finished

I close this night with this little soul

Status: Finished

This content is spam! Only visible to super-moderators.
I close this night with this little soul

Poem by: HenryHathaway

Details

Genre: Memoir

Houses:

Summary

This poem is about a doctor who witnesses the brutality inflicted on children on a daily basis in an Emergency Room.

Summary

This poem is about a doctor who witnesses the brutality inflicted on children on a daily basis in an Emergency Room.

Content

Submitted: April 18, 2013

A A A | A A A

Content

Submitted: April 18, 2013

A A A

A A A


I Close This Night With This Little Soul

Sometimes I see the light of innocence

It may be a beam; but more I see fractured arays

Yeah they look like a dream- but they come in their own ways

They grasp fingers, my fingers

With hope every minute lingers

Every heartbeat is a fight for another

Its a marvel like no other

Their windows are not like mine or yours

They look more like paper doors

You touch the the fragile door with everything you learned in school

But sometimes fate can be cruel

Sometimes what is written is read out loud to you

And then there is nothing you can do

The soul, your soul, learns to let go of the words of hope

YOu find that your hands bleed from a passing rope

Your learn that all nights close

With the little souls that the stethoscope knows

 

 

 

 


© Copyright 2016 HenryHathaway. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

HenryHathaway is a member of:

Share This: