As I enter through the double doors
I hear sounds of buzzers ringing
A place painted in pale colours
A place filled with
Kind
Assertive
Vulnerable
Sick
Ill
Multicultural faces
Creased white bed linen and bed sheets
Deceased
Replaced with clean white bed linen and bed sheets
Old faces replaced with a new faces
Patients' lives in health professional hands
Monitoring patients health status
As they run the machinery
Administer the
Liquid
Tablet
Capsule
Medicines
Assessment of independence & dependence
In order to meet patients
Physiological
Psychological
Sociological
Spiritual
Needs
Patients' lives in health professional hands
A live
Death
Situation
As they put on their uniforms
And enter the fields of health & medicine
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