dad thinks mom is dead.
dad thinks?!
he thinks?!
and mom is dead?!?

no way! we rush
past all those vehicles
toward our parents’ apartment
mom is dead? no way. no.

entering the apartment
dad and sister looked at us helplessly
as mom was laying there, sleeping
looking more at peace than ever.

i checked her pulse
only to feel my own heartbeats
i then looked at her closely
letting my heartbeats take over

i turn to my love for assurance
yes, she said with such sadness in her eyes
she is dead. she is gone. look at her
she looked more at peace than ever. 

i sadly went over to wake up
my other baby sister to deliver 
the bad news. mom is gone.
she sat up and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

we all stood around in a daze
as the nurse pronounced mom dead.
it’s real? it’s true? it’s impossible....
tears slid down our cheeks 

after we kissed her good bye,
the men came and they took her away
everyone at loss for words, even though
we were prepared, we were caught unprepared

the sky was so sunny. heaven had gained an angel
mom’s free and happy, painless we know
someday we will reunite and be a family again
yet i’ll never forget that awful morning