Wednesday, May 17, 2006
In Remembrance of Me
This is my blood
shed for thee.
It’s flowing through these tubes
next to me
as I lie on this bed
People visit
and leave
with thoughts
I gave my blood for.
My blood tells the story
of peaks and troughs
of panic
of high cholesterol
of too many hastily eaten meals
too many beers
snatched
to compensate my heart
overworked
for the sake of those I love.
This is my body
broken for thee.
No longer able
as I lie in this bed
People visit
before I leave
this spent container
given for them.
My body tells the story
bearing weight
more heavy than bearable
pumped too hard
not allowed to recover
often enough
now finally
unrecoverable
for the sake of those I love.
And what do I leave?
And what do I gain?
For God’s sake
do something
in remembrance of me.
Copyright 2006 Michael L Radcliffe
shed for thee.
It’s flowing through these tubes
next to me
as I lie on this bed
People visit
and leave
with thoughts
I gave my blood for.
My blood tells the story
of peaks and troughs
of panic
of high cholesterol
of too many hastily eaten meals
too many beers
snatched
to compensate my heart
overworked
for the sake of those I love.
This is my body
broken for thee.
No longer able
as I lie in this bed
People visit
before I leave
this spent container
given for them.
My body tells the story
bearing weight
more heavy than bearable
pumped too hard
not allowed to recover
often enough
now finally
unrecoverable
for the sake of those I love.
And what do I leave?
And what do I gain?
For God’s sake
do something
in remembrance of me.
Copyright 2006 Michael L Radcliffe
