Ernest hemmingway

The doctors and nurses looked at him and frownedAs the lightning rearranged the man's brainHe sputtered and shuddered with his eyelids a-flutterBut the plan was to make the man saneWhen the lightning and thunder that tore him asunderWas finally draining awayThe man, though a poet and artist the man briefly startedThen thought then opened his [...]