I wear a plastic smile
and fumble with the laminated paper
that was placed into my still palm.
I wonder then if my timely training
would ever demand to be applied.
Looking down at this representation
of a future of most certain casualties,
I agonize over the few simple words:
Aed/CPR Certified.
Scenario's branch off into the bottom waters
of my mind-
Would I be able to resuscitate another
in such moments of urgency?
Oh sure, I've revived a dummy.
I've saved a doll or two.
But without my instructor standing near,
could I save a single soul?
Looking down at this representation
of a future of most certain casualties,
My thoughts are soothed by these words:
"Together, we can save a life."






Yeah just do whatever you want to with it.
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