Doctors appointments
and hospital visits
waiting rooms
which are not expeditious.
Broken bodies
and troubled minds
all looking for answers
that they cannot find.
Some will be told
all is okay
while other poor souls
will be told it is time to pray.
A revolving door
for all sections of society,
a place not designed
to ease your anxiety.
For those who work here
it is best to be blind
even with the accusation
of being unkind.
There is no easy way
to share bad news
but being ambivalent
only serves to confuse.
Whether it is just a visit
to keep spirits up
or even just for
a routine check-up,
when you arrive
at the hospital door
that feeling of apprehension
is impossible to ignore.

Your poem is touching and sincere – I was on the verge of tears after reading it!♥️
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Thank You.
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