Teamed professionals armed
with medical science,
perform heroic measure to battle
the blow casted by the reaper's scythe,
marking death's impending arrival.
Angelic presence observes
fragile vessel's fight to exist beneath
bruised flesh and broken bones inflicted
by parental brutality of patience lost
to constant colicky cries.
With eyes taped closed,
infantile chest fills
with artificial breathes
as body lays motionless, wrapped
in bandages stained pink.
Silent sobs reverberate
from white diamonds' inhabitation
of Lumbard unit's cartooned walls
as little hands cling tightly
to life's strands slipping away.
Feather-winged cradle of unconditional love,
-a personalized chariot-
lies in wait of monitor's last blip
to signify a cherub's escape
from this jaded cocoon rotting in reality.
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