Saw a little boy today And he was bleeding
From his nose needing those who could Save him
To keep him from his grave but they
Were so far it was not as far as he could take it
So he could never make it and they
Said to his crying mother and his elder brother
Where is your father all the while the mother
Was wailing my child is failing and you
Are the one to save him and the brother
Grown up and responsible said to them
Is it possible that you could wait
My late father left me the burden
Tell me what has happened
The brother said come on mom outside
Let the doctors work inside and i will be
By both your sides
All this time the doctors were sucking the
Blood out of his tubes to place a tube
To aid his breathing but they were despairing
And they said call the time
Probably aspiration of the blood
We’ll need to confirm on post mortem
To him come outside again now give
Your name address and information
To the waiting police at the station and
Tell your mother not now but later
For it is you now who will cater
Not just to this formality but be the
Only source of some normality .


uncharacteristic of him to be poetic..
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