Free Hugs

25. june 2018 at 20:38 | Nauesin |  Poetry

Free Hugs


I remember the time I was alive
One desired woman that was I

Magical powers I possessed
In medicine I was the best

As one of a kind I healed others
With a simple hug for a really high price

The richest people stood in line
To buy what's rightfully mine

A piece of my soul in exchange for theirs
Terminal illnesses I could cure, saving heirs

With each time of curing another I lost
Time of my own. That was the cost

Till one day I came across a hospital
Childrem staring with blank eyes
Waiting for death; unable of cries

I checked in in one of the rooms full of bugs
On the door I wrote: Free hugs


- Nauesin

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