The Forty-Fifth Paradox
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
A Drive Down Kuebler Boulevard
I see flowers and a cross on the side of the road.
Why isn't there a flower and a cross my mom's hospital room?
Why aren't there flowers streaming
down the halls,
down the walls,
for the people the doctors couldn't save,
who they wouldn't save?
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