Seeing Into the Eyes of Death
Seeing into the eyes of death
A few days ago I saw a commotion
Where bystanders were gathered
Staring at a woman lying on the ground
She was having brain convulsions
Nobody knew what to do or assisted
The mall may have turned out to be her final resting place
I tried. She was regurgitating liquids in her mouth
Drowning. Her face shriveled up, arms clasped
She needed to be turned over on her side
I did. Opening up a passageway to breath
She was unconscious from the onset,
When you see into the eyes of death
Her half opened eyes staring back at you
Beckoning for her angels for life
You still want to help even though
I walked away
Not wanting to know
For two days later I see her young Asian eyes
Beckoning for help
I still do
connie pachecho
1/19/17
Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2017
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