Sepsis Poems - Poems about Sepsis

...Encage us we are of collective souls Display us in prisoned wallpaper as ghouls Send us into these sepsis tanks, in tin cans in torture dungeons, in faraway lands Mista......

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...The air around me is cold, a hollow ache within my bones. Darkness consumes my vision, my dreams are ink spilled on a page. My shoes are filled with stone, my eyes adrift in a river of tears. Em......

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... One day you were sadly taken away So extremely ill you were, you couldn't stay I could not be with you, Covid was rife For three months I missed the love of my life. I feared the wors......

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...They can't kill me Although many have tried All disappointed by the results When they discovered I had survived The Police and gangsters, Mexican and Colombian gangs And even Drug Dealers......

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...They can't kill me Although many have tried All disappointed by the results When they discovered I had survived The Police and gangsters, Mexican and Colombian gangs And even Drug Dealers......

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...My sister is unwell Taken by ambulance First we heard she had sepsis Then we heard she has Covid Third diagnosis was a broken T-1 disc Which means a broken neck What? This was after the second ......

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...She was made of the Earth on which she walked, built by the Love that, from her, poured, brought to life by the light she shone, imbued with the innocence that, in all, she saw. She sang her he......

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...A heart that's closed Is not exposed It feels no pain An upward gain Control to have On what to feel Don't want to love It's no big deal. Love is an easy Word to say Manipulated For g......

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...Genesis resplendent to me – a garden of Eden resident atheist Avast abundance of life forms doth snapchat and buzzfeed a motley fool of indiscriminate creed resembled yours truly freed from th......

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...The early hours of a Wednesday morning in a small country town. An 18-year-old boy struggles to sleep He had pain so bad all he could do was weep he, knee was so painful he had to go to the ho......

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...Martial law inapropos to stave, staunch, and stem police brutality, nevertheless commander in chief will violently barrel ahead particularly when blatant iniquities flagrantly heaped upon innoc......

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...I (despite Caucasian visage) plus concomitant anatomical accouterments immediately grant badge of honor and status of greater worthiness, when doggone truth does not merit me automatic immuni......

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...Have we ceded our stewardship allowed a systemic sepsis to spread acquiesced to the benign malaise of Death’s directing finger? Spending billions to cure diseases caused by poverty’s pestilenc......

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...Autumnal hint faintly tinges air finding this mortal bewitched by blare ring refulgent radiance, which quiets viz cheer ring, harkening murmuring analogous, when Holiday c......

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...I feel you like a gaping wound, A great fetid, gangrenous maw That will never close. I feel you eating me alive, Your disease, Penetrating brain and bone Psyche and soul. Leaving me twisted,......

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