I wrote this after a really bad shift where i was watching the paramedics deal with some difficult patients, i was also dating an EMT at the time so he would often tell me stories about the stuff they...
Take me home, To that forgotten plain, Where My mother's heart beats to the drums and the rains, Softly spoken for Africa, drenched by longing thought A way back forgotten,
This is my first post, I’ve never shared much of my writing, but I’m trying branch out..
This poem/song is a very good example of my writing style,
I am also still gettin my bareings with how to use this site
It’s called the physics of life.