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The Poem

forgiveness my precious friend for what i've said
i should have written my sad thoughts instead
between those lines i will read the dream i've dreamt
will call it the poem, the reality that's been left

man falling on a fortune, as big as the sea
if he was poor, would he walk next to me
would i cry now, because my wish is a harm
just to gain a friend, will make him lose an arm

i tried all times, to be close and clear
do not deny i've been living in fear
of being imposing my loyalty and my bone
would my friend step on the legend i've drawn

yet the reality appears, was covered by a scarf:
a wonderful kindness was he shower of
a fair caring act went on a vessel
and i, left in a wide black castle

Mireille Moukarzel

Just A Job They Say

Nights like tonight make me wonder
Why I chose the nursing profession
To see all the suffering and sickness
A dying man make a fearful confession

I am there as your family comes to see you
To say goodbye, tears streaming down their face
I answer questions, as I give you the Morphine
Trying not to feel out of place

The thief will come soon to take you away
I have tried my best all afternoon
To keep him at bay

With each shot of morphine the end draws near
I try to comfort you, reaching for the right words
I look in your eyes and see the fear

In one corner sits your brother
He's been here since last night
Along with your significant other

They hold your hand as you pass
They linger not wanting to leave
I let them take their time with you
They will go home alone to grieve

It's suppose to be just a job
Tonight I have heard your fears
Sat with your family, cared for you
And even shed a few of my own tears

I leave it all behind
Trying not to care, I go home
And try and clear my mind.

Sherry Blaylock

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