INCARNATIONS OF FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE

We are proud of being the incarnations of

Florence Nightingales

hailing from a South East nation

for the last two years.

With the eruption of a civil war breaking out

between forces belonging to

the reigning nation and hard-core militant outfits

spilling rivers of blood

and vast areas of properties including cultural heritages

being bombarded and devastated by the

ruthless rulers and equally ruthless

militants forcing the

civilians cocooned in their residences

and lakhs of refugees fleeing

to other nations across its borders.

We are held hostage by rough militants

since the last one or two months.

With explosions and loud cries renting the air

we with our empty stomachs with prayers

fearing we too might be bombarded

by the soldiers loyal to the government or by the elements of terror.

We curse ourselves for boarding flights to this nation

for earning a livelihood,from our land of origin.

Our parents, siblings,

friends and relatives

must be praying to the God Almighty

for our safe passage to our land of birth.

We can very well

fathom the depth of their angst

with all communications broken

and our contacts lost.

The explosions can destroy our hospital

killing us all

we are shivering with fear by hiding

in the basements of the hospital.

Like us the patients too are trembling

with fright including the seriously ill struggling for life, praying to God.

Which power can rescue us from this hell?