In this pandemic while we lose much..
I am mourning the loss of human touch
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Never thought a day would arrive
When in a collective attempt to survive
The most basic human need in times of distress
Would become so conflicting to address…
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The first instinct when things are not right
Is to hug our loved ones tight
Yet counter to where our instincts go
Staying away is how love we show
Deathly terrified of the virus we stay
A minimum of six feet away
From our loved ones, afraid of transmission
However painful, it is the right decision
When we work in minefields each day
Stepping on mines inevitably comes our way
Going to work fills us with unprecedented fear
Made worse without contact with those we hold dear
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As a physician, the immense power of touch
Can hardly be exaggerated much
Physical examination, considered the holy grail
Of the practice of medicine- no longer does prevail
By electronic devices we now communicate
Who knew medicine would be in this state
And when sick patients we touch to provide care
Under layers of protective gear, the connection simply isn’t there
Extending a hand to comfort someone in pain
Has been sacrificed at the altar of the virus again
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Nostalgic for old days, mourning the inability
To touch, I bring my palms together in humility
And pray fervently to the powers divine
That one day, soon, human touch will be fine..
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Passion...unbridled 