The Wards

By Beth Jolley – Class of 2017

I’ve walked the wards

a service girl

With coffee burns

lost in the whirl


I’ve walked the wards

with little thought

Of damaged souls

in chaos caught


I’ve walked the wards

unsure but keen

more sound and sure

than I have been


I’ve walked the wards

like they have done

engulfed by fear

of end, begun


I’ve walked the wards

an empty shell

engulfed at last

in that pure hell


I’ve walked the wards

and you will too

as a healer

and with death’s due


We’ll walk the wards

in different roles

Led swiftly on

by that day’s tolls

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