Operation Theatre


How difficult can it be,
coming out of OT,
seeing those pain stained faces,
standing in front of them to say that ,
the one they knew is no more,
you can take the body and go home.
Well that's it the end,
my job's over.
Couple minutes of havoc and all back to normal,
but those minutes i tell you seems like days,months,
years,
cause i see a tsunami of emotions and i can't move
anywhere.
Time freezes and i see,i see in those eyes,
memories of that guy who just said good bye.
No i didn't knew that guy,never seen him before,
but the tears rolling down,yes i know them for sure.

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