TRIAGE

What? Who? Where?

So many. So quick.

All hands.

Here they come.

Red tag. Yellow tag. Green tag. Two seconds to make a choice.

Decide. Move on.

They can figure it out inside.

Not my world. Their world. Their problem.

Back to my problem.

No time.

Not in the school book.

Shaking. Sweaty. Blood everywhere.

Ripped clothes. No clothes.

Eyes glazed. Whites only. Dilated pupils.

Animals in mortal moments.

Speak softly. Smile. Reassure. Fake it. You must fake it.

Good choice. Bad choice. No choice. Move on.

God's messenger on earth.

I can only do what I can do.

Swinging doors constantly slamming. Bright lights. Darkness.

Streaming lights. Red. White. Blue.

Constant lines of lights.

Overwhelming noise. Shut it out. Make a mental silence.

Choose.

Choose.

Decide.

Here they come.

More eyes. More blood. More screams.

None unique.

Each unique.

All the time.

Dumping more.

Frightened eyes. Frantic eyes. Antelopes in a field of lions.

Blood. Sounds. Sights.

Can’t be distracted. Focus. Make choices.

Now.

More coming.

More choices.

Most good. Some bad. Best I can do.

Move on.

Dr Mengele or Mother Theresa?

Dreams later.

The job now.

Choose.

Move on.

Neverending lights.

Red tag.

Next.