The ventilator is fixed,
The positive pressure is set,
Oxygen mixture is decided,
Anesthetic is mixed,
The prayers are told,
The cries are heard,
Duties are unfinished,
The kids are too small.
The wife is too young.
Let us hope that people like him, recover and take in charge of their precious life, in case if if they lived a reckless life all the while. There are millions of young women and their young kids suffer, when the heads of the family end up in ICU, due to drug addiction, alcohol dependency, speed driving and unhealthy life style.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ICU tends to make us pensive the limits of life hope and guilth life or death Good poem