today they're okay
on this day at the start of october
I'm proud
this crew of mine
a random rag-tag of workers
has pulled together
to make it through the shift
it wasn't without drama
sickness left their numbers down
experience was light on the ground
and there was madness in the air
hallucinated voices insinuating
hooch smoked out of sight of everyone
trouble brewing behind brooding looks
and a young guy rocking non-stop
he's out the back in the high-dependency
with a head full of trouble
so f____d
that we don't know what to do
and maybe there's nothing we can do
I’m not sure what will become of him
but today the shift held up
they worked for each other
for the people they're here for
and it went okay
I feel proud
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Author:
Frank Prem (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Franks Psychiatry Pt 4 - acute observations.
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easy to read and understand.
great!
Thanks onepauly. Glad it comes across well.
this one really did.
liked this greatly..j
Thank you. Glad you enjoyed the piece. 🙂
Frank,
It’s a great feeling when everyone pulls together and works for the same goal...taking care of the patients and do the best they can for them!
A good read...not all gloom and doom! Thank you for the share!
~Laura~
Sometimes its all good news, Laura. Very rewarding then.
Good write, I bet there were many days like this where all worked well together.
There were enough days of this sort to make the effort seem worthwhile, GF.
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