|The 19th Ward
April 3, 2020
The last in the line of COVID-19 poems? I suspect, although who knows what next week might inspire. Certainly it seems apt to end with homage to all our nurses, doctors, respiratory techs, and other health care personnel for the work they are doing in these times.
The 19th Ward
We're dying here on the front lines
With no reinforcements coming from behind,
Our ideals and our oaths
The weaknesses in our cloaks.
If we don't die from a consumption
We are dropping from exhaustion,
Our desire to serve and save
Making us vulnerable each day.
Who's going to want to do the work
In the dreaded 19th ward?
The blood and the tears and the cost
Will leave all of us at a loss.
We're dying here on the front lines,
Working well up and past our deadlines.
For God's sake, when will it end?
For God's sake, can we get an amen?
Previous COVID-19 Quintetene Topics:
Education -- Educated And 19
Sports -- Retired 19 Jerseys
Dating -- 19 Swipes
Animal Control -- 19 Seconds