HAYDN-CLARKE
You called the ambulance, it was you who heard me, scream and call, They restarted my heart again,
In the distance I hear the sirens,
Sometimes our fate is in the hands of the many,
Not the few,
I apologised and you reassured me that was OK,
You, would do it again,
You wouldn't think twice,
To call that ambulance to restart,
My heart.
MortimerBlooming
Sat 20th Jun 2020 07:57
I love this poem a lot, I interpreted restarting your heart more than just blood and veins, but giving your soul a fresh start, giving color to it again.
That's what makes this poem so unique, it's poetic and beautiful in every way
Mortimer