A tribute to all who work in the Massachusetts General Hospital Department of Anesthesia, Critical Care, and Pain Medicine.
In normal times,
which yes there were,
and may never be again,
You worked your magic,
caring for those who came
in need of your healing touch
Just for a few moments
known to them,
yet their life is in your hands
As it surely would,
the stealth killer came
unexpectedly (for most)
Spreading on the wind
from the air we breathe
into the moist flesh
The vulnerable
could not stop
the mass replication
Which ravaged the lungs
the heart
the vessels
Weakened
Breathless
Afraid
They came to you
helpless to fight
against the relentless beast
And, you
also unprepared
also afraid
did not turn away.
Instead, stood firm
for those who needed you
You took care of them
even when
you didn't know how.
Redeploy they said.
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