In Tragic Hospital Rooms

The rays of dawn stream through the window
Lighting up the room with orange and yellow
Bringing colour to the blank, white walls
Making the room look calm and mellow

But it's not quite the case, in fact it's the opposite
For the room is crowded with family and many a friend
They are surrounding the little boy who looks fast asleep

But he has no hope, they're waiting for his end

His mother has her head on his chest

Shedding tears of regret and despair
The rest of the room watches the mother and son
What did they do to deserve this fate? It wasn't fair

The boy's heart monitor starts beeping rapidly

The doctors and nurses rush into the room

They push his chest, counting each pump

Trying their hardest to save the boy from doom

Not one person in the room has a dry eye

They pray with all their hope for the boy

Remembering his innocence, his resonating smile

Remembering that he was a bundle of joy

The overbearing silence takes 

the only sound heard is the silent hum, the silent beep
A like so flat, so horrifying is displayed
Stabbing their hopeful, delicate hearts deep

A rose in each of their trembling hands
Laying the flower on his body with teary eyes
When it's time to leave, they look once more

Bidding their final goodbyes.