I'd fallen down. Snapped a Bone.
You'd think it'd be the end.
I disagree, it's where it all began.
I'd been running - rushing to ring the bell.
Open up! My future is calling!
A simple slip, and it is gone - the path I would have set upon.
I wish to put together pieces, fix the shattered limbs.
Piece by piece, I will find parts of every other human being.
I'l find myself in an O.R. and no one will know
the glee I felt on that day
the one where I tripped and fell
the ground was slick, and I met my maker
where I would have gone is unkown -
but now I know where I belong:
seated with a patient.