I Am I Said
By Silver Spun Sand
Thu, 21 May 2015
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*I am, I said, to no one there,
and no one heard at all,
not even the chair." Neil Diamond
I am no vegetable nor am I unconscious;
merely sleeping. I have lost the power of speech –
limbs, albeit, paralysed,
but I have not lost my mind.
I wish to be fed and yet you remove
my feeding tube even against my wishes. I,
who am taking too long to die.
Never think, not for one second, I am unaware.
I am a bed-blocker. I am a statistic.
I am a strain on resources – too expensive
to keep alive.
“Try to be realistic No one lives forever,” they tell her.
“Excuse me!” I yell. “Forgive me, please, if I try.”
But no one listens...except my wife.
I am the one she vowed to love in sickness
and in health.
I am her silent prayers, the futile tears she cries.
I am her morning, noon and night...
I am but flesh and blood and pray to god
I yet may light a spark, somewhere deep beneath
a carer's mercy...
a crimson gem...shining, ever brightening
in the cold sting of evening air.
I am the sound of the crow outside my window
that knows life was interrupted here.
“For the best…for the best,” it caws.
I am that lie.
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Heartbreaking and so
Permalink Submitted by Philip Sidney on
Heartbreaking and so frightening.
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Perfectly expressed in the
Perfectly expressed in the given voice. And it is sad, but above all, scary that these choices are made beyond a person's will because they are no longer 'useful'. Thought provoking poem.
Bee
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"I am a statistic.", great
Permalink Submitted by tibi popovici on
"I am a statistic.", great sentence. Wondering if we are not all statistics, for others statistics.
After all Tina, should not be so bad to die, as was not too bad to get alive.
I think we can use to it..., after we tried it a couple of times
Too close to my heart!
T.
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