Emergency Calls

I never did find out

What happened to the folk

Who called me from a building

Burning, filled with smoke.

 

The woman who was crying

As her husband’s heart gave in

Or the little girl whose body

Was now wearing thin.

 

The elderly woman

Who’d fallen from her bed

The girlfriend’s boyfriend

With a gunshot wound to his head.

 

The sixteen year old sobbing

After taking thirty pills

The guy on the bridge

Coz he couldn’t pay his bills.

 

I think of them at night

As I snuggle with my wife

I think of them a lot

In my day to day life.

 

I don’t know how they’re doing

I don’t know if they’re fine

But that’s enough from me

There’s someone on the line.

Reviews

[Gianna Anaya]

Amazing! I've been on many of the calls that you've described and I wonder what came after we parted. Thank you for putting the feeling into words.