The good fight – Francisco Machiavello Roman

As I saw another patient lose his battle

A man aged like my father

Whose life ended too soon, and too abruptly

I also saw my spirit break

 

As I walked out of his room

And despair invaded me

The world turned silent

While the voices in my head grew louder

How will we go through months of this?

Who will I become when this is all over?

Are we Davids ready for our fight against Golliath?

Or will our swords be useless against this Hydra?

 

As we ran through the scorched earth

Left behind by our foe

Into the future of uncertainty lying ahead of us

A silver lining shimmered

 

I looked to my right, and I found compassion

I looked to my left, and I saw hope

My brothers and sisters persevering in our war

Yes, they were broken too

But our pieces, when brought together

Formed a mosaic so magnificent

That it stood imposing as our war standard

Through this sign you shall conquer, it read

 

And conquer we shall

 

(Dedicated to all the JMC residents – thank you for carrying me through this)

Francisco Machiavello Roman MD