Head to toe in PPE I walk towards the door
Already drenched in sweat and fear and wondering “what am I doing here?”
Every breathe the threat returns but I can’t turn to flee
Ahead the unseen faces swarm the windows to the soul forlorn and even these are screened from all humanity to me
A name scrawled quickly on a gown bends over those who slowly drown
Alarms scream warnings all around and death is in the ether now
So we fight to save the crowd of tortured souls that now abound
As yet another death knell sounds fragmented hope now also drowns
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- Comment from author about the poem: I worked as a dialysis specialist nurse in intensive care during the pandemic. My usual job was just an ordinary dialysis nurse in a regular unit. This was exactly how I felt on my very first day of the pandemic. It’s not an image that will ever leave me and I’ve been a nurse for 40 yrs
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My fullest and undying (haven't had it yet - fully vaccinated and precautions.) tribute to all those nurses on the front line during the height of that first wave epidemic.
I hope you find a home here at MPS and provide more stories of Your work. How about a little more about you on your profile page?
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