These were days which would never leave him.
The desire to walk away, to disappear was strong
but stronger still his sense of duty in the face of this.
All around is death, endless death and fear
day after day one continuous heartache
from his duty - placing dead bodies into bags.
Then transporting them to waiting fridge trucks.
Fifty five, he\'d count them fifty five dead people
to each truck, and empty trucks queuing for more.
This was no war zone. This is Central Park in May
New York\'s temporary covid 19 field hospital.
Macabre memories he knew would haunt his future.
......if he survives.