An emergency physician fighting on the frontline
Who saw this coming?
The invisible invader from realms unknown,
Marching through continents,
Ravaging lives and souls.
With its intangible touch, it composes,
An orchestra of frenzy and fear,
With notes of anger and ignorance,
Conspiracy theories commence.
A battle ground emerges,
Picture a vent and a bed,
A loved one struggling for breath,
Or lying alone, dead.
The soldiers, we stand guard,
When the onslaught comes, we fight hard.
The staff and the snake …