Morbidity & Mortality Podcast Episode 20-Today, an Angel came. A Poem.
TODAY, AN ANGEL CAME
(Dedicated to Boris Oji, MD and other healthcare professionals working day and night to save lives during this pandemic)
Today an angel came
And came in form of man
With hands to heal he came
And heart so sweet and calm
Today an angel came
He wore some whitish gown
Head hands and down
Sheathed in mitts he came
He saw despair in me
And gave respire to me
Which now is scarce and lean
With heads filled with mean leads
This angel had some hunch
From home work and world
But cared for me so much
And none for his own world
Today an angel came
Who cries at close of day
But dries his tears himself
Shortly thousands still come
Today an angel came
Checking cords all round me
Crossing tees and dumping air
To lungs that has less fate
Today an angel came
With hidden minds of doubt
Torturing time to live in
With truth and lies in bed.
Uzoma Nduka (Ph.D)
04/03/2020
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