Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Singing to my dad in the emergency room

    Pleading. Mama? I wanna go home.
Sung quietly. Nearer my God to thee
    Panic. Oh get me outta here.
Nearer to thee
    But it hurts, mama.
E'en though it be a cross
    No. It hurts me mom.
That raiseth me.
    Pleading. Shirley? Where are you?
Still all my song shall be
Nearer my God to thee

    They're gonna kill me.
Though like the wanderer
    Whispered. Don't let them hurt me.
The sun gone down
    Shana, help me. Shana?
Darkness be over me
    Mumbling. Eyes closed.
My rest a stone
    Mom? Shirl?
Still in my dreams I'll be
    Don't leave me.
Nearer my God to thee
    Quiet mumbling.

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