Hospital, Poem by Inger Jansen

Here joy and sorrow live side by side with Death ever watching.
Waiting.
This passage full of people
Has no end.
Some search for ghosts,
Most just walk the treadmill. or are pushed along.

Aching minds and limbs
Hold on to your Hearts.
Life's journey entered.
No rest in between.
Some exit dreadful, some Beautiful.
Puppets of life,
Dolls of Death.

A girl silently screaming
As her lover's broken body
Is wrapped in white plastic
Taken away. Cannot be recycled.
A nurse tells her to not to look, but she is not listening.
Counting years like minutes,

Waiting.