Military Time
We're inside a room,
Everyone felt doomed
But I expected this to
come.
Yes, this might be crazy
to some
But I'm just waiting for
this day to arrive
'Coz I know—only few
merely survived.
Along with the words
buzzing,
There's also music that I
am hearing
From the devices and
wheels of this bed—
Like a song, running
through my head.
My thoughts, like choirs'
second voices,
Also speaks
annoyingly—added in the noises.
In a sudden, the room
hits its silence
And only one beat got the
presence.
Everyone rattled with
that long beep,
I guess this man didn't
want to just sleep.
Their speeches took
double pitch higher
While I took a pair of
steel, pulled its wire.
"Doctor, please help
him," cry of a woman.
She crumpled my gown.
"Please help my son."
I pulled my arms away and
moved closer,
Dropped the equipment.
"My love, its over."
"Let's give him this
peace from all the chaos
That he have been
through. A peaceful 'adios'"
I grabbed his hands and
placed it in my chest.
"Time, O-800. My
brave son, take your time to rest."
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