the hospital teaches us <br />the way of the world <br />joy, sadness, and despair <br />spike the air with facts of life <br />and -death <br /> <br />the recovered are cheers - <br />god is with them <br /> <br />the still sick a gloomy bundle - <br />the guardian angel <br />is on his way to god <br />with his get well prayers <br /> <br />the terminaly ill are as well as dead <br />their physiques numbed to <br />the order of the heart and mind <br />- the god slowly but surely pulls <br />away the blessing of life <br /> <br />the hospital teaches <br />us the way of the world <br />a death is just another chore <br />nurses and attendants <br />fill out forms, clean <br />and summon men <br />to have the new dead <br />rolled into mortuary <br />away from sight <br />in the fastest fashion <br /> <br />affections and tears <br />are for only those <br />close to our hearts <br /> <br />inspired by <br /> <br />To die—takes just a little while— <br />They say it doesn't hurt— <br />It's only fainter—by degrees— <br />And then—it's out of sight— <br />A darker Ribbon—for a Day— <br />A Crape upon the Hat— <br />And then the pretty sunshine comes— <br />And helps us to forget— <br />The absent—mystic—creature— <br />That but for love of us— <br />Had gone to sleep—that soundest time— <br />Without the weariness— <br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-die-takes-just-a-little-while-2/
