Uncelebrated heroes

                           

  I am asked to write pleasant,

I do try, but I get derailed on my path.

I am sobbing, even though I try not to…

The young doctors and nurses succumbing

While putting oneself at risk-

Send tremors through me.

How long would I stay mum and neglect-

And pretend not to acknowledge the swelling emotions?

It burst as I skimmed through the news-

The young vibrant man,

Hemmorhaging to death in the same building,

Where he walked relentless and untired,

Where he would have smiled and lifted the spirits,

Gave warmth with his consolations…

Losing a compassionate being who would have-

Lifted lives from miseries of illness…

I remember my friends who risk it-

Fearful of affecting babies and grandmas at home;

Still go ahead with their mission they chose.

It’s not another job, but a calling to fulfil,

Where life around seem more precious than one’s own!

Should I not forget this very moment-

The great minds who volunteer last rites to unknowns,

When their own deny to approach in fear!

The uncelebrated heroes, still walk amongst us.

Humanity is not dead, it’s alive through these wonderful souls,

Just a silent prayer for who lost the lives

And wish for safe wondrous life for the caring minds,

For stronger arms and stronger minds.