Thursday, September 5, 2013

Lord Works in Mysterious Ways

The following poem was inspired by a recent event that took place in my life. I was with the worship team from my church, and we were performing for the Pi Um Sha celebration on the Warm Springs Indian Reservation. The event was going well, but my body wasn't. I thought I had pneumonia, but it turned out much differently. And I thank God for urging one of the team members to pay attention to what was happening to me. And they convinced me not to wait for a scheduled appointment with the VA.


Pulmonary
 
Late night call
Unexpected
Requested
Good deed on the 'morrow
Pi-um-sha
Celebration
Scheduled act
Off-track
Saving grace
Take their place
Walk a mile in their shoes
Performance rules
Friendly decision
With physical division
Mind is willing
Body is weak
Up before dawn
Shadow blanket on tepees
Nine songs played
Message relayed
To early risers
From sheltered wombs
Two-dozen rebirths
On early morning meadow
Nine of which opt
For souls reborn
Lead them on my brother
Lead them on my sister
Equipment take-down
Break-down
Something is amiss here
Time to celebrate
Where's the elation
Smile lost
Physical cost
Good deed tallies up a toll
Lethargic
Peer concern
I am not me
Joy is gone
Strength follows
Liquid in lungs
Drowning in the high desert
Out of water
Out of time
Another service to go to
No can do
The body battles
Civil War
Knotted
Contractions
Cramps
Best wishes
But no offers
No assistance
Via con Dios
One step at a time
Agony
Heartache
Heartbreak
About to burst
Thirst... for life
Curse... the pain
A nickel's worth of days
Man-Up!
Function
Modern Americans
Plenty of best wishes
Vocal loyalty
No action without royalty
VA delay
No wish to pay
Yet when they call
Perhaps to give all
We cannot forgo
Our part in the show
When there's a need
To bleed
For the myth called Liberty
Yet in this circumstance
It's a whole new show
With a VA song and dance
And "Old Glory" loses its glow
But pain chose the road
Policy be damned
ER... here I am
Thread the needle
Suck the blood
Sadistic duties
Monitor the scope
More angel than devil
Is all I can hope
I am the voodoo doll
Repeatedly stabbed
NAs... RNs... Blood techs
Phlebotomists
MRI
See the mass
Fluid's a decoy
No virus
A consequence
Pulmonary Embolism
Silent death
Avoided
Legs clear
Heart clear
Origin unknown
A nomadic clot
"Bend forward"
"Hold breath"
"You'll feel a little pinch"
Liar!
Steady
Fluid extraction
Feel the steel
Internal probe
"Try not to tense up"
Yea, right!
"You're doing fine"
Compared to what?
Caught it in time
Prognosis good
Treatment begins
Stomach infusions
Twice daily
I will survive
If the cure doesn't kill me first
 

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