I hold your hand
Pray
Talk to you
Hoping
You will respond
But you lay there
Silently
Barely breathing
Hooked on
To a machine
I hear the words
“Hopeless”
“Brain dead”
“Let him die
With dignity”
Yet who am I
To decide
Your fate
When I believe
God knows best.
So I continue
To pray, believing
Knowing that
Nothing is impossible
With faith.
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