Urgency

Its an emergency, urgency, someone needs help please. Mothers are crying because their children are dying with all this senseless violence! The sons and daughters are being slaughtered not just by flying bullets but also the silent killer, the grim reaper, the murderer that's been taking us out of the game for so long.


It comes in all shapes and sizes. All colors, all races, and it speaks all languages. It comes in all disguises, it smiles in your face. It tells you lies. It sells you false hopes, and shatters dreams. Leaves to stew in your own deathly juices. It hates you, by consuming you. Its an urgency of an emergency that needs to be confined from any one's life line


Urgency your body slumped over. 911 for the emergency that is happening, you breathing so shallow. Your eyes are sunken in, your skin is no longer vibrant, but its now a grayish color. I'm holding you so closely, tears streaming down my cheeks. Its so quiet I can feel the faint rhythm of your heart beat and my knees get weak. My soul sinks. This emergency is taking you from me.


Finally the ambulance arrives. We hop in and they can't seem to drive fast enough as this emergency continues to pull you from me. How could I have been so blind to all the signs that you were slipping away from me. Being consumed by the liar that brought fire to your veins and is now eating you away. I'm so sorry for not realizing that you were in urgency and this emergency was slowly creeping towards our front door.


The bright lights as we entered the all white hall. Rushing down the corridor so that the people in the white coats can take care of you. They tell me to wait in the white room with the white floor as the close the big white door. Even though I'm surrounded by all this white; I feel the blackness sucking me in. I pray that his emergency does not win.


Minutes turn to hours and these white wall are closing in, this white floor feels like quick sand; I feel like I'm sinking in. And then the guy walks in with his white coat and tells me something I didn't want to hear. The urgency has come to an end. The emergency did win. It stole you from me. Only leaving the shell of what use to be you in front of me. Tears falling so fast from my eyes its blinding.


I should have paid attention to the warning signs. The isolation, the sudden hatered, the lost of apeptite. I should have known something wasn't right. The rapid weight lost, the sudden mood swings. And the late nights out was the newest thing. And now your stretched out on this white bed, with this bright light shiny down on you. I was told I had a few more moments with you; before they pulled the white sheet over top of you.


I just cried. I wished I could have done everything all over. Maybe I could have stopped this emergency from happening. Maybe I could have stopped that last sexual act from being completed. Maybe if I paid more attention to your wants and needs, you'd still be smiling and joking and laughing with me. But instead I pushed you into the arms of another who introduced you to the EMERGENCY that took you from me.


Months past since I buried you in the ground. And I haven't been the same since. Feeling so tired, but i guess it's from all the crying. I haven't eating much; I've taken it hard since your dying. Looked in the mirror and it looks like I'm wasting away and my skin is starting to look like I haven't bathed or seen sunshine in days. I went to the doctor finally and you know what they said? That this EMERGENCY this HIV has taken over me.

Its slowly eating, swallowing me whole. Using its grip to reach into my body and rip out my soul. You passed this EMERGENCY, this URGENCY, this HIV to me. I could curse you out, I could hate you for doing this for me. I'm not going to fight. I'm let this EMERGENCY take me peacefully. I'm ready.


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