Nathaniel Philip
Code Blue
Bells ring,
Lights flash,
Sirens blare.
Adrenaline rushes.,
Vision tunnels.
Woman cries,
House fills.
Everything stops.
The automated voice breaks through the silence:
“No Shock Advised.”
Madness starts.
Clothes are cut,
Chest is compressed.
Sweat drips.
For him, we breathe.
For him, we beat.
The automated voice breaks through the silence:
“No Shock Advised.”
Knees buckle,
Tears drip.
Engines start,
Roads clear.
Two bodies left.
One life continues.
Even the voice is silent.