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Ambulance Service

Poetry

Cough

“Red call please”, Its two in the morning, Call comes through without a warning. “Woman, 30, short of breath”, We hit the road to stop her death. She's somewhere in the heart of town, Blue strobes flash, we hurtle down. Taxis flash and steer away To not impede us on…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011
Poetry

OD

The little face with tear-streaked eyes, arms clutching teddy tight. You can't deceive with little lies; protect her from this sight. You thought you had control of it;, this made you feel so good. if that was so, then why the fit there on your parquet wood? So frightened now,…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011
Poetry

Oh No! It’s an ambulance!

Check your mirrors often that is what you're taught So when you see us coming you can do what you aught! When you see blue lights coming from your rear an emergency has happened maybe to one held dear! Driving is a privilege and one that follows rules there are…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011
Poetry

Breech

A screwed up face that makes me smile, had me worried for a while. Lying there and blowing bubbles with no knowledge of your troubles You should have been a normal birth No complications, for what its worth! But, my precious little girly, you decided to come early! With dad…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011
Poetry

999

When you've had an accident that risks your life or limb Or that of someone close to you, then do give us a ring If your life's in peril from an illness or condition Then telephone us: 999, it is no imposition But if you've had a sniffle, that has…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011
Poetry

Car Crash

The car looks fine from the back as we pull up to a stop, but we can see the debris and the grim faced traffic cop. “You're needed here”, he indicates, “There's three kids in the rear”. He need not mention mum and dad; they are no longer here… Three…
Mark Rand
14th March 2011