Elegance on a hospital bed
Azure blue eyes, and cyan blue robe. Skin pale like banana leaves, So tiny, so weak. But that smile intact. Hair scattered, no braids, Lips parched, no stick. Like a precarious version of self. But that smile intact. WBCs mutilated by infections. RBCs disappearing, plummeting haemoglobin. Nerves gobling bottles after bottles of glucose. But that smile intact. Needles pierced in arms like a heroine addict. Inhaling from a gas mask every now and then, A soldier preparing for the imminent chemical warfare. But that smile still intact. ...