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This poem was about when they put a Pacemaker/Defib in my chest pretransplant. That small machine scared me so much it was almost all I could think of.

Defibrillate

Defibrillate I'm floating on, a sea of quiet.

Suddenly I am in, a chaotic riot!

Now drifting back, into sweet quiet.

Doctor said, "I need some help here,"

Then I hear, "everyone stand clear!"

Silently I yell, "I'm here, I'm here!"

My silent world erupts again,

Fireworks exploding, in my brain.

I feel as though, I will go insane.

What did they say, full arrest?

Who is pounding on my chest?

They carry out their noble quest.

Erupts anew, an enormous roar!

OH, PLEASE STOP, I implore!

I can not take it any more!

Once more I feel the lightning!

The thunderclap is deafening!

The intense pain is worsening!

I fall to earth, I pray it's through.

I dreamed I died and live anew.

The calmness I feel is overdue.

Now, safe and warm in my womb.

She says I am in the recovery room.

Dreams of the storms forever loom. 

Copyright © 2008 Bob Taylor

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Comment by Hostess Rise' on February 11, 2012 at 11:29am

Excellent!  Keep sharing,Rise'

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