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I Hear You Call To Me…
I hear your Plea… I hear your Demand…..
“Where The Hell Is the Medic???”
I am here, my brother:
I was here before your life was borne:
I lived and gave my life for you before I knew your name…
I bled with you when I could not reach you.
When you asked me: “Doc, Take me out,
If life will be too cruel to me.”
I answered you from my heart, and took upon myself
The mantle of a God!!!!
My pain was your anguish at not knowing…
My pain was; not knowing whom was to live…
The Eternal wall of roses……
For every defense, a thorn to remind me-
Of worlds other than mine…
Was I right? Is this the ultimate
answer to your life, to mine?????
That single proposal
Infinitely, open…
©Bruce K. Melson
April 4, 2002
The Poem Helping Hands was inspired by this poem.
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