H E R O E S! A Tribute to All Covid Frontline Workers. (A Poem)

Tomorrow morning when you wake up, and you see the clouds parting revealing the sun;

Close your eyes and let the morning breeze gives you bliss; let no one be too economical with the truth, for to live another day is a struggle many breakaway.

Amidst this chaos and contagion;

Such that seem to ferment men to their very core;

Like a mountaineer undaunted by the steep climb;

Others emerge gallant against this adversity, come what may.

For their favor let us, for once, be stalwart;

For their unparalleled sense of valor and potency;

For them who wears the badge of selfless service;

Let us ease their burden and be docile and compliant;

You need not the eye of a hawk nor that of a lynx to see;

That even them are worn to a frazzle they seem to falter;

That at each passing day they grow weary and weak and dying;

But still, they find renewed hope they keep going notwithstanding.

Join me then as I summon the help of the gods for their fast healing;

For their strengths and faculties to come back galloping to them;

For undeniably the world needs them like never before;

And may those who passed away find the rewards of their peerless sacrifice.

May their arsenals be furnished continously with abundant knowledge and innovations;

May their armaments suffice to save the rest of humanity;

They shall not fail nor flag, they shall go on to the edge.

They shall never surrender, they, the modern day warriors.

Frontliners, they are called; as heroes, they will be recalled.

And when this is all over, my friends, may all coming seasons be sweet to us all;