707 - The War Zone Poem by Sotirios Skoufis

Next room guy did passed away
My dad here is still to stay
Blood and piss
And dead black skin

We committed a big sin
Cuts and bruises everywhere
Have to move him here and there
Your catheter is not dense

Slowly loosing all your sense
Cleaning, washing day and night
We still have a fight to fight
I wear gloves and work all day

In the night 3hours I lay
6am I am awake
My big baby needs his cake
Giving milk with baby bottle

Live your life
With fully throttle
Today we had chirurgy
I assisted glad fully

Sepsis had to be removed
Skepsis had to be reproved
Pelvis had pyorrhea
Oh what an euphoria

Sterile patches fill big holes
My 2 hands do work as hoes
707 I'm alone
Single room

It's a war zone