Now, back to the present
in the hospital, where you do lay
Family must meet with the doctor's
let's see what they have to say
Many questions and concerns
in a room we all met
Every question answered, then produced an x-ray
explaining their findings with regret
Esoterically said, "esophagus too damaged"
"Cannot, orally, give anything"
Food or water will surely drown
Death it will quickly bring
To view closer, this x-ray passed
from one to the other
None of this makes sense, upon the x-ray
another man's name, we did discover
Like the "keystone cops," doctors fidgeting
Eyes darting, could this happen again?
Tried to assure us, this was Pop's, regardless of name
NOW HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN !
Hospital, doctors, malpractice
Starving Pop to death they are doing
while searching for a cure
What relief has he received for his back pain
the reason he is even here?
Absolutely nothing, treating a disease he does not have
Thinking this will show us they, truly, do care
Pop was called home, leaving his body starved, thirsty
and in pain, was clear to see
Wasted away, given last rites
a beautiful soul now set free
His last deed
gave Mom a wink
Left a grieving family
because his doctors were out of sync
With love, within my heart
I do recall
Pop's care and kindness
he showed to all
This man, I called "Pop"
thank you for showing me the way
In heaven we will meet again
Until then, I do pray; in peace you shall stay
I will never forget
your first and last words to me
"I AM SO HUNGRY"
Such a horrible departure
feeling angry and sad
Hence, with love "Pop"
I shall now call you, "DAD"
Yvonne Marie Crain
October 16, 2005