Ambulance - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Ambulance

They’ve been wondering when
It would be them and it has
Finally occurred with a
Ferocity they could not
Imagine no matter how many of
Their friends told them
About it, the leveling of
Life, limb, love, in one
Deafening, punishing blow;
A child sits in an ambulance.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer