Giving life twice

Death rode in on a river red blazing heated paths from my feet to my head. 

I wake to the screaming sound of mother as my body and heart start to seize.

Her ear to my chest listening for any life that's still left.

Nothing knocking back sorry mother its time to compress.

A kiss on the forehead follow s with a sad request, please don't go my son just rest.

A mother forced to give life a second time with love refusing to let a son die.