Just Existing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sadness of life lingers in all of us.
Watching down a hallway, seeing CNA's, once full of hopes of helping others, now languishing in mediocre pools of dissatisfaction.
No aspirations of achieving any modicum of healthy attitudes to their duties and or patients.
Sorrowful, inept individuals, walking hallways, being watched by a poet - a patient of theirs - as she senses the sheer hopelessness of their situations.
Knowing they want more out of life and are not being able to get out of the ruts they find themselves in.
Despair of human nature seen in it's fullest, complete picture as I see individuals hoping for more joy.
Capturing it now in small moments throughout days and months of just living an existence.