Ars Literarium Volume 4

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Do Not Harm There is a cold air, a brief silence and a calmness that is unexpected, There are people staring at each other. standing against the wall, with eyes so saddened that their shadow is hugging their pain. There are Busy hallways, swinging doors Running carts, squeaky wheels, stretchers, wheelchairs, Crying babies, mother drowning in tears. Chatter, screams, sirens, There are Happy faces Sad faces Worried faces Silent faces Stone faces Dead faces Praying hands, Flat lines Life and death, Together in one place met. The doctor rushes to the bedside The nurse takes the vitals, Respiratory therapist to the rescue. The MRI tech waiting A gasp of air A hopeless stare A cold room A white blanket Do not harm The sick. The broken-hearted, The unstable person, the screaming child, do not harm me says The cardiac patient on the stretcher, The old woman on the respirator. The young guy with broken ribs The young woman with a cough The little girl with a stomach ache, The old man with a stroke The overdosed teenager The pregnant lady on the operating table

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