Blue lights flash
unexpected this lazy sunny holiday
people moving about
waiting
anticipating
somewhere someone’s life hangs
in the balance
between speed and mercy
copter sits in the open
knowing soon it must go
high in the air
rush rush
heartbeat depends on quick straight flight.
the street where I live
a distant neighbor
unknown by myself
I hear the buzz of chain saws in the distant like
angry Mosquitos
saying a prayer for the unknown traveller
soon sky bound for rescue
soon to live to see another day
that I hope and pray.
down the street the Mercy flight helicopter waits for its passenger, a neighbor down the street, praying for life for this unknown soul.
