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Surge On

February 26, 2015
By Anonymous

The sun is rising

I am up.

All is quiet, but not for

Long.

Doors open;

Chaos ensues;

But i am the calm in the storm.

One is saved, two is saved,

The third is lost.

That hurts the most.

Tears are shed,

Moments breathe.

Back to the battlefield.

Scrub in.

Gowns on.

Tools laid out.

Sun has set hours ago.

Still, I am up.

More are saved.

Breathes are taken.

The sun is rising.

Twenty-four hour shift is done, I shall rest.


The author's comments:

I have aspiration to be a trauma surgeon, and understand the up-and-downs of the job. Every day will be different, but I have the philosophy of trying my best each day and to surge on.


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