Pediatric Trauma

A cycle of poems «Traumatology»

In the realm of hurt and despair,
Where tender lives hang by a thread,
Pediatric trauma, a cruel snare,
Its victims, innocents in dread.

Pediatric trauma, a heart-wrenching sight,
Where fragile bodies endure the fight,
Each breath a struggle, each cry a plea,
As hope and anguish fiercely decree.

Accidents, falls, abuse untold,
Inflict their pain, leaving scars to behold,
Broken bones, wounds deep and severe,
The innocence of childhood lost in fear.

Doctors and nurses, healers of might,
Work tirelessly, day and night,
Fighting for lives, against all odds,
Guided by compassion, their hearts applaud.

Pediatric trauma, a heart-wrenching sight,
Where fragile bodies endure the fight,
Each breath a struggle, each cry a plea,
As hope and anguish fiercely decree.

Families shattered, dreams turned to dust,
Watching their precious ones endure the worst,
Faith and resilience, their steadfast guide,
As they navigate this tempestuous tide.

Through surgeries and treatments they brave,
With courage and determination, they stave,
Small steps and triumphs, a beacon of light,
In the darkest of nights, they find their might.

Pediatric trauma, a heart-wrenching sight,
Where fragile bodies endure the fight,
Each breath a struggle, each cry a plea,
As hope and anguish fiercely decree.

From the ashes of trauma, they rise,
With scars that whisper of the skies,
Pediatric survivors, beacons of strength,
Their stories of resilience, an endless length.