The car drove by
Slow no lights, and dark intensely tented windows.
No way to look in only looking out.

The streets cleared quickly,
People scattered as quickly as possible.
Ducking and dodging,
Not a person left in sight.

A women screams, a mothers scream

When everything is calm only the mother
And her child is left there,
in the open.

The mother is sitting
Her child is lying
Sitting and crying
Laying and dying
Breathing a barely last breathe.

Or so they thought.

The ambulance arrived
For the mother and her child.
Different machines, all those tubes.
She can’t help but hope and pray that they bring him back
If he ever left.