This is not a happy poem
But I was left wondering after visiting an old friend in a coma
Wake Me Up Please

Wake Me up Please, is my cry, shame you cannot hear
For I’ve been in a coma, almost seven years
Lying in this hospice ward, lying here alone
Far from my family, far away from home

Hearing every word, knowing what’s been said
Listening to the people, who’d like to see me dead
You feed me through a tube, or straight into my veins
What I'd give, Just one chance, Taste real food again

The fat nurse with the pony tail, such a love is she
Skinny one, lousy bitch, degrades my dignity
Pakistani Doctor with his cold hard stethoscope
Interns, who cannot wait, to have a little grope

Brian used to come here, every single day
Never did believe in God,,,, Still he used to pray
Now the twinkles gone, from his shining eyes
Looks at me emotionless, no more does he cry

Does he still remember, the nights of love we had
In those days so long ago, before it all went bad
I remember holding hands, kissing by the sea
I remember everything, as if it was a dream

Jamie comes up now and then, grown to quite a man
Every time he comes. He holds me by the hand
He always says “Ah Mum, Why can’t you give some sign?”
Question never answered,,,,, monitor beats in time

My precious, precious baby, was only two years old
Now she’s simply gorgeous. Hair a silken gold
She still comes by to visit, forgets me more each day
Just a fading memory. Simply won’t go away

I hear the doctors talking. They say that it’s now time
Who will be the one. To disconnect my lines
I cannot say I’m scared of Death. I’ve nothing left to fear
Wake Me up Please, is my cry, shame you cannot hear


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