The Sirens were wailing They brought him in Motionless and Still The prognosis was grim As the Resuscitation team Tried hard to revive him With what Life was left in him A bruise on his head Told the story Of an impact so violent That threw him away... As they examined him From head to toe One of his eyes ... the bruised side It wasn't reacting to the shining flashlight... They knew The urgency of the moment They wheeled him for a CT Scan For a picture clearer They found a Hematoma Inside his skull Confined within ... The path to the Operation Room Was Speedy and Swift As the Neurosurgeon Gloved up without a fuss..
With The Dirt of the Road On his Head Scrubbed and Washed off By the angels ... And A Team ready with the scrubs... And The Blood ways And The airway tube secured By the Sleepmasters.... They were on their way... A quick incision was made Curved and…
