Some they call them savior <br />Warriors in scrub uniform <br />God send to person in impending doom <br />Their weapons are stethoscopes, syringes <br />vital sign monitors, defibrillators and skills <br />Any minute ready in a code that might happen <br />Ready for the scenario to save lives <br />Heedless to how many patient they care <br />with cardiac respiratory distress, gunshot wound <br />trauma of all ages they encounter <br />To save lives are normal objectives in their life <br />Normal heart beats are music to their ears <br />Their presence at bedside are happy sight <br />to person who are sick, help are in reach <br />tender care they asked as they have angels <br />to their sides <br />At the end of eight hours or twelve hours <br />tired toes, tired feet, tired hands with stress <br />might prevail <br />Unscathed <br />Ready for the next day for the same scenario <br /> <br />The Warriors - Emergency Nurses the way they are <br />should be, must be <br />Undaunted <br />Heroes to some<br /><br />Ency Bearis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-warriors-2/
