lightning crashes, a new mother cries
her placenta falls to the floor
the angel opens her eyes
the confusion sets in
before the doctor can even close the door

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

oh now feel it comin’ back again
like a rollin’ thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin’ from the center of the earth again
I can feel it.

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
this moment she’s been waiting for
the angel opens her eyes
pale blue colored iris,
presents the circle
and puts the glory out to hide, hide

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I found it surreal… listening to this song on my drive home after a restless night of watching over my wife… like some freakish song meant to torture expecting parents, it reverberated in my mind long after the song had already ended… like some cockroach stuck on a wall after you pounded it with the heel of your shoe…

This evening is the litmus test for my wife and our baby… we transferred her to a semi private room after spending 4 days in the Delivery Room being attended by the staff who monitor her contractions regularly… if she can get by the evening and the rest of sunday without any contractions she can safely go home on Monday…

The doctors have done their best at Brokenshire Hospital… it’s in God’s Hands now…