Opaque screens awaiting someone to turn on a switch,
lighting them so x-rays can be seen and diagnosed,
by the Doc, full of knowledge and learning to think
outside the box, thanks to a patient of his.
Holding on with all her might to the life she knows
is waiting for her to get better, and move into
circles of fame and fortune.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem