First Line

Bestowed upon, a duty to man.
Their first response, to take a stand.
The world crumble, endowed defeat.
The horrible viral COVID.

No one is strong to pull around.
Yet they embark and stood their ground.
The endless path, the battlefield,
Succumb defeat, yet never yield.

The wrath of man, fall upon them.
Duty demand, yet were condemn.
How high the price, yet they stood firm.
They roll their dice, and see no dawn.

A mark imprint, the endless night,
In line they stand, to take a fight.
The whole nation confined to rest,
They take a chance to clear the mess.