The Night By Paul Howlett
Late at night
Feeling the darkness
Feeling the pain
Bed
sheets soaked in sweat
What is wrong
what is right
Was it food
I thought in fright
I worked hard today
Maybe a ripped tendon
Muscle of course
No said the guts
And proceed to roar
The agony total
No help from a pill
Emergency phone call
Ambulance please
What a relief
To be given morphine.