Determination of Hopeful Believing

Slipping away is the time; seconds pass slowly like a racing tortoise The clock never seemed to be less alive, dead Is it true about, just a mechanism of illusion To see a man frantically panicking While watching his watch counting the miniscule minutes Does time despise him, hate the worry felt Which causes self-affliction through consistent curiosity He should be in there beside her…he should be comforting her Being her rock, knight at night, her support in this trying time Going through this alone she should not be And the excuse hanging in the air: “Adrenaline has not overcame this fear, this nervousness” A weak, unsteady stomach queasy in every way In the presence of a miracle with limited time It is said a miracle is similar to a wish It may come through, it may not yet it’s the determination Determination of believing, determination of hope Determination of hopeful believing everything will be okay Believing the miracle will be made into truth So now what befalls the man, weak stomach and all Whom sits passively, thoughtfully, patiently playing with thumb war with his-self To kindly think about the steps to take Avoid the look of dismay, of shame Handle the bad news if it possibly arises, accept the fault If the miracle should die tonight or born without a spine, spina bifida What a strong doubt, can he stomach the assumption Where is the restroom, he can’t bear to hear the story end