He had a light temperature
When he stepped out of home
To board the school bus that morning
His mother asked him
A mobile phone to take along
He refused saying
he’d be fine
The boy of seventeen was brainy
And he loved to do what
He thought was right
for him.
He returned home from school
And was taken to the family doctor
Who prescribed paracetamol
For that’s what he felt was needed
The boy hated the smell of medicines
But he was ordered by the doctor
To regularly intake his tablets
Which the boy did faithfully
but the fever refused to respond
He was taken to the Army Base Hospital
As his father is a past army employee
The hospital set the treatment process
Prompt and dutiful that befits the army
The blood test showed no infection!
No positive sign presented
The doctor perceived the case was critical
To the Command Hospital
He must be ambulanced soon
The hospital with the most efficient of faculty
And the best of equipment applied
Its knowhow and capacity to heal
The dear son of an army man
But while all country was celebrating
The feasts of joy with fun and frolic
Deepon, the lamp was blown out
By a silent storm in his brain
Leaving his sweet home and
His mom’s and dad’s hearts
In pitch darkness!
Xavier Bage
Saturday, September 30, 2017
