Lost in Reality

That morning he woke up with the biggest smile,
No, it wasn’t the day where he would’ve to walk down the aisle.
Mom came knocking with breakfast at his door,
Dad had choices for suits, not one, not two, but four.
“My son, the valedictorian”, she said, loud and proud,
The tears in her eyes were of happiness, no doubt.
“We need to leave at 10, which suit do you want to wear?”
“Oh stop you, first eat the breakfast, my dear!”
“Why can’t I do both?”, he said in his soft modulated voice,
Mom began to feed him as dad helped him browse through his choice.
As he chewed through his breakfast, he had decided how he’d dress.
But his outfit wasn’t his biggest stress,
His speech was the thing he was pondering about,
His parents assured him that his speech was flawless throughout.
“My boy it’s 10.”, Dad cried,
“You might miss your speech darling.”, Mom jokingly lied,
He hurriedly came down,
He looked like he was the most dashing man in town.
Oh, what a beautiful ceremony it was,
On every corner, the eyes, to stare, would pause.
The moment had come; the boy was called upon,
Clapping and whistling rung up the place,
Up the stage, he walked with grace,
To check the mic he tapped on it,
Then started to proceed with all his grit,
Suddenly all there was a loud cough,
The doctor said, “Oh god, the anesthesia has worn off.”
A very critical stage he had reached,
Lungs were filled with water and he couldn’t breathe.
The virus had got to him at that tender age,
His dreams no longer he could chase.
Mom and Dad at the hospital window weren’t allowed to meet,
Seeing their son’s condition, against the wall he started to weep,
Mom couldn’t stop crying thinking of the worst,
It looked like at any moment her eyes would burst.
Suddenly the machine made an unusual sound,
Doctors surrounded him as mom fell on the ground,
Dad turned back and before he knew what had happened,
Doctors came out with the news about the patient,
“I’m sorry.”, they said and walked away,
The parents were left in ultimate dismay.
Still, they couldn’t go in to see their son,
Both still refused to believe that their son was gone.

Comments

  1. Lovely work. Good relevance to present day. People should think about what they would experience if this happened to their loved one.

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