Chapter I – The Patient

In the solitude, I lie confined,
Prisoner to unseen chains that bind.
Within my lungs, a tempest rages,
A silent war, contagion wages.

Beside my bed, the monitors hum,
Each beep, a heartbeat, a fading drum.
Isolation wraps me in cold embrace,
Breaths grow labored, a desperate chase.

Visions of health, a distant memory,
Now replaced by viral treachery.
Fevered dreams, an uninvited guest,
In this battle, I find no rest.

The touch of loved ones, a distant grace,
Lost in this troubled clinical space.
Yet hope persists, a flicker in the dark,
A journey through illness, a resilient spark.

Chapter II – The Physician

In white-clad armor, I stride the halls,
A healer’s duty, as darkness falls.
Our sea of masks concealing fear,
Yet through the storm, we persevere.

The charts unfold a tale untold,
Of battles fought, of lives controlled.
With my stethoscope as a guiding rod,
I navigate this realm where shadows trod.

I find their pulse, a rhythmic code,
A viral symphony, where bodies erode.
Though in medicine, where uncertainties mar,
Resolute I stand, no matter how far.

In the silence of sterile air,
I bear witness to the patient’s prayer.
A shared connection, a touch through gloves,
A healing bond that forever loves.

Chapter III – The Virus

I whisper in the midnight breeze,
A microscopic, ancient tease.
A strand of code, a lifeless cloak,
Yet in each host, my power woke.

Through tiny droplets, I make my flight,
An invisible waltz, a silent plight.
In breaths you take, I find my song,
Melody of chaos, I dance along.

Within your cells, I replicate,
A secret mission, insidious fate.
In veins and organs, I swiftly spread,
I stealthily conquer, my hopes you dread.

I see the globe, my canvas wide,
A pandemic tale, nowhere to hide.
In every life, I play my part,
What you call COVID, I call art.