I am damaged beyond repair,
Breathing with an empty heart,
Pumped by God dancing in White Coat.
Dance no more and
Let Me Go
To my own rhythm and rhyme:
I have been dead a long time.
I am more than just a beating heart!
Note: This poem was written after I met a paralyzed man. This is not about me but the issues raised in our conversation.
Brilliant and touching …. thank you!
“Pumped by god dancing in a white coat”
– nice imagery, very apt for our overly medicated era.