The Newest Angel

Suspended between life and death
By machines supplying both blood and breath
I know not where
I know not why
Will I take wing and freely fly?

Body pulled and muscle prodded
My surgeon’s skills most highly lauded
Will it take?
Will I forsake
My whole life with this mistake?

Wakened by a bell’s clear ring
The time has come to take to wing.
The Newest Angel
Singing with the bell
Born from out of the altered cell.

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