Clear!

Sometimes every day is a battle and we need to have a goal to fight for - thankfully there are saviours  out there who do their best to give life back. Great theme , well written Wayne ! 
Lodigiana xx 

Hey WAYNE!!......I really like the hole idea of a person on their death bed with "CLEAR" being the saving instrument that affords the victim/patient time between jolts to consider their life and loved ones!!.... VERY original my friend!!.......ALL STARS!!...... enjoyed every aspect of this WAYNE!!.....: LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ??✴❤✴?

I can relate, Wayne.
All too well, I'm afraid.
In 2010 I was declared clinically dead for almost four minutes after suffering a massive coronary. I was living in New Jersey at the time and I was shoveling out from a Nor'easter that dumped 38" of snow on us in less than 12 hours.
I began to have bad chest pains then blacked out.
Fortunately, because of all the snow, my kids school had been called off. It was my nine-year-old daughter who immediately called 9-1-1. The fire house was less than 5oo feet from our home so getting to our house wasn't a problem for them.
I had an NDE, or Near Death/ Out-of-Body Experience. As I hovered over the scene below, I could see everything going on. I watched as the paramedics tried many times to resuscitate me.
I heard my daughter scream, "Please, don't let my daddy die!"
The male counterpart of this coed team said, "I'm gonna call it," which I assumed meant my time of death.
But the woman EMT would not give up on me. She jabbed me with a shot of adrenaline straight into my heart and the next thing I knew I was lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by my family.
I sometimes think I brought something back with me from the "other side." I went to a very dark place. Not Hell, but somewhere in between.
I'd never written dark poetry before my experience. After that, it was very easy for me.
Nicely penned, my friend.
Pleasant screams...
~Dean ?♠☠️♠?