The Man

from “The Plague”

 

A man possessed

driven by fear,

but not for himself

another’s life hangs in the balance

time is the enemy,

restlessly passing,

not caring whom it destroys

 

A man driven

compelled beyond reason,

searching for healing

for his dying friend

puzzled by the apathy

of those in control

trying to convey the urgency

 

A man frantic

pushing and shoving

shouting and screaming

his frustration and rage

but no one will help him

so he keeps pressing on,

driven by the bond of love

 

A man hopeless

standing and watching,

unable to help.

his friend gasps for air,
the pain too much
his tortured body
pushed to its limit

 

A man desperate
he stands too controlled,

emotionless, his energy gone

an ultimatum.
one final plea
to the one man who cares
almost as much.

 

A man pleading
begging his friend
to just hang on

salvation is coming

in the form of a hit man
who somehow found
a piece of his heart

A man jubilant.
his friend is restored

and walks beside him

all is right

the world is balanced

his shattered heart

is once again whole