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The Dead Knew That I Was Being Kind

Can I offer a drink of water to the dead?
The dead knew that I was being kind
 Dry from dehydration they throat sore
 I saw death within their eyes 

Their eyes are open but see nothing before them
 Doctor and Nurses followed a protocol (name sin)
For all those who were involve from the superior
To the inferior

Say well is good, but do well is better.
 A crime of compassion; ones might say does it matters?
A “justifiable excuse” for probation
 Doctor and nurse’s notes are very discreet.
Doctors cures, nurse care;
 Unnecessary guilt! Day after day after day

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  1. Date: 12/11/2012 1:34:00 PM

    Annie, what a deep and powerful poem, I am so happy to read your poetry today, well done. Constance

    Lander Avatar Annie Lander Date: 12/14/2012 3:34:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you so much for commenting
  1. Date: 12/10/2012 1:21:00 PM

    Author notes: Confessional poetry is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the 1950s and 1960s that has been describe as poetry "of the personal." The content of confessional poems is inherently autobiographical; marked by its frank and open discussion of personal and private details, feelings, experiences and emotions that previously were not considered socially acceptable for public discussion. The content of confessional poems spanned from romantic relationships, trauma, mental illness, despondency, abortion, sexuality, death and suicide. Quote