The SOUND of DEATH

As the clock approaches midnight
I walk the halls in a sanitary fashion
Each room dims light on each patient
they groan with seamless passions

I watch there chest breath slowly
their pains groan into the hallways
the bells ring for help me
and there is nothing I can do or say

The young and old are here
from newborns to 100
some will make it and some will not
And the floors will fill with tears

Loved ones will get the call
I am sorry, your loved ones gone
and some will stand by there sides
From daylight until dawn

Some will say its the way it is
and some will not
Some wished they had said
I LOVE YOU
Before they had to part.

Remember one day you may be
in that long dark hallway
don't take for granted what you see
and say I LOVE YOU  before you PART