Give Me Freedom and Give Me Death

The flood of patients fills every room

As omicron, no longer distant, looms

They fill the waiting areas and halls

And doctors rush to meet the calls

A tired nurse tries to catch her breath

But all around her, she’s met with death

She just wants to make it home tonight

And squeeze her loved ones extra tight

Another flatline in the ICU

There’s nothing now that they can do

The workers turn away and sigh

As the families and loved ones cry

Everywhere you look hearts ache

Surely there must be some mistake

How could this be happening here?

How come we aren’t all in the clear?

The vaccines work, the masks are good

If only these poor souls understood

They think freedom means no rules

But death is undeterred and cruel