next on hold

Among the colour of life breathing the air
She lay....
Among the many help
She lay....
Though unconscious
She felt.....
The cold metal tear
The meandering fear
The suffocating air
Knowing the truth which lay bare
She knew....
Years of knowledge dripping her hands
Still they trembled at times at layers
Expectations crushing her whole
A mothers word resonating her soul
What she will say....
Was she GOD as people made
Was she a Savior of shattered ray
As the curtains fell....
She froze
Searching around for a hole
Where she would hide and save her soul
What to reply to a father...
Who's daughter lay crying but tears on hold.....
She came out.....
And announced.....
Another operation success fully told....
A tear twinkled as she moved to next on hold.......
A DOCTER IS JUST A PERSON WHO HIDES HIS FEAR AND CONSOLES THE WORLD'S TEAR'S..........

Author's Note

I want the readers to give there own perceptions about the topic and else