Chopper

A Chopper, like a saviour from above
Looking out for people who needs medical help
When you hear the blades spinning going ch, ch, ch, ch
Something inside of you starts bubbling with relief.

A Chopper, became my saviour.
A new born little and weak, can’t breath and needs help.
He comes along with a determined look on his face, he is never a failure.
He lands and then all these people start to rush about.

A pelican, waiting for the right time.
He is very important he may mean life or death.
Can his little patient even hear?
What is his name: Jeff, Jack or Jake?

A Chopper, someone is getting on.
I hope he is doing alright
It is a little boy named Jacob who is not going well at all.
We are going to Sydney I hope he will make it all the way.

A Chopper, given the yes to go.
The blades start going t, ch, t, ch, t, ch, t, ch, ch faster and faster
Until he shoots up like a rocket.
He goes as fast as he can for his little friend.

A Chopper, going to Sydney but not for a holiday.
He sure hopes his little friend is okay
His little friend is still alive.
Even though some people may think his chances are tight.

A Chopper, in Sydney almost about to land.
The people on the ground are ready to be at hand.
His propellers are starting to slow
And he is getting lower and lower and lower…

A Chopper, has landed
People are running to him like a crowd of Zebras making a loud sound.
They take his little friend out of the chopper along with his dad
They take the dad and the little lad into the hospital as fast as they could.

A Chopper, a saviour from above.
His job is to help those people in need
And he did that quite well if you ask me
A Chopper, is one of my super heroes.

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This poem was awarded the REX Prize (Secondary) for Poetry Object 2017

Watch our Poetry Object 2017 digital exhibition:
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