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As I sat in my family home, two metres apart from my parents who I haven’t seen or hugged for around four months, it was announced that some public sector employees would be receiving a pay rise.
However much to my disappointment, nurses were not one of them. I have been qualified for just under a year and work in the community.
To be working in a pandemic is something that some nurses never experience in their career, never mind being newly qualified.
The feelings of uncertainty and fear increased as more of my colleagues and patients became unwell as well as PPE running dangerously low.
I sat and cried when I heard about nurses’ efforts not being rewarded, not because we won’t be receiving extra money but because working on the front line has been incredibly challenging and draining.
My thoughts continued to whir until the only way I could truly let them out was via a poem.
I thought about what I would like to tell the public regarding the things they don’t see, the government and last but not least Mr Johnson.
My poem titled ‘Dear Boris’ is me writing a letter to Boris Johnson expressing my concerns and feelings not only over the past few months but to the unknown that lies ahead.
Dear Boris, I am writing to you,
To express how I feel, if only you knew,
As a disheartened nurse I sit here and cry,
Saddened, upset, I don’t understand why?
The news of your enhancements that benefit the few,
Baffles me after all the NHS has been through,
From our fallen staff and love ones that we continue to grieve,
To the attention and care that you yourself received.
Myself and my colleagues are tired and weary,
Face shields fogged, unable to see clearly,
Masks stifling, when we have them in supply,
These cries for help you cannot deny.
Now let me make it clear Boris this lack of pay is unfair,
But you see working for the NHS is possible because we care,
Our hardworking attitudes have helped us work as one,
Each of us equal, until the battle is won.
This virus takes no prisoners, no matter who you are,
It’s devastation on this country will leave a lasting scar,
However we are the true hero’s, we are winning the war,
But how much more Boris are you willing to ignore?
Laurie Batchelor, community staff nurse working for Midlands Partnership Foundation Trust in Stoke on Trent