Change of Heart

 
And as my shaking hand 
reaches out reluctantly 
yet again 
 
to pick up my faithful violin 
I hear my heart finally speak,  
words plain in my ears
 
it said no, no, no more
 
my only obvious question is to myself 
 
why, why has my heart finally chosen to speak to me now?
 
It could have spoken up long ago 
 
and if it did 
 
maybe, just maybe 
 
I wouldn't be sitting in this emergency room 
 
desperately hoping... 
 
to receive my transplant.