-Second Chances

We do not just steal souls from the afterlife.

We are providers who give second chances.

From bad decisions to front end collisions

Your patient’s story does not have to end in strife.

Misplaced keys or misshaped genes do not define the value of human life.

We work as architects of life.

We do not write the story but provide a few more pages for that person to live life twice.

Twice as full and twice as nice

Without the old habits of a strangling vice.

Wouldn’t a second chance be nice?

We are the bubble wrap that protects the only treasure worth dying for,

A human life at the edge like a knife, faced with the choice to be more.

But we are distracted by the “Pop Pop Pop” as we are squeezed by institutions,

Have we forgotten what we are here for?

Is it the credit that you hold

In the bank, or the story we are told

Of how you cared more than you needed to;

That day you were what they needed, too. Isn’t that the reason?

What is your reason?

The plastic isn’t the point, even though plastic made it possible.

We are not Gods, but instruments allowed to play in God's ensemble.

So stretch your stethoscope out with kindness and listen carefully

To the finest creation to ever beat itself to death.

Listen to your heart, and

Don’t drum on some tired song

About how long it’s been since a bathroom break.

Hard work is hard, and our bad day will end in twelve hours,

But our patients struggle does not finish at shift change like ours.

Your focus is your light.

So direct your sight

To what brings your night and your day delight,

This life, you make.

Make it sing.

Make it dance.

Give yourself the second chance

You would give your patient in a similar circumstance.

For we are providers who give second chances.

We do not just steal souls from the afterlife.