For Me

For Me I arrived in just mere minutes from the time we got the call. A drug addict in an alley he's just staring at the wall. Not knowing what was waiting I turned on my charm. Then I saw the vacant stare and the needle in his arm. I started trying to save his life but all that he would say. Is two or three times he asked me please don't stand in His way. Checking on his vitals somewhere a guitar's strumming. He looked at me and smiled and whispered Jesus is coming. I said I heard that long ago then I turned to look away. He grabbed my hand and looked at me and said no! I mean today. We strapped him to the gurney he never saw me roll my eyes. In the alley through the shadows it's hard to see the skies. En-route to save an addicts life I felt a light inside. Then the truck we didn't see is why that night I died. What happened in that alley and the thing I could not see. Is when he said Jesus was coming I didn't know he meant for me. Edwin C Hofert