Will it be me?
Will it be someone I know?
A friend of mine is in her early forties, and got Covid. She has diabetes Type 1, but is strong and healthy. Even with that strength, she got clear symptoms, shaking off most of them in ten days, but it took almost five weeks until all symptoms were fully gone.
And for some, it can go scarily fast from infection to death. It really is an awful thing, this pandemic, surrounding us while we try our best to keep living life anyway.
I wrote this poem from the viewpoint of a patient that has a bad case of Covid, and who lies there, looking at these kind, tired faces behind the PPEs, who keep helping and helping and helping us all.
Infected
Surviving
will it be me
will I lie there
watching the gentle song of kindness
sung behind tired PPEs
will it be me
lying there
seeing eternal grief
smile through visors
at me
while the virus is stealing
my lungs?
Will it be me?
Will they keep singing
their quiet compassion choir
for me
even if
I leave?
– Daniel Skyle
Daniel Skyle
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