In The Hospital Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Hospital



All of the cleaners
are dressed in green,
comical alike,
up and down the corridors
trolleys are pushed
when small pipes full of blood
does flow in and out.

Saturday, September 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hospital
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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