I have watched as a Surgeon cried
Continued to try as someone died
Saw the fear in the eyes of the bold
Held hands as the medications took hold
Taken out metal, plastic and bone
Helped position in lateral, supine and prone
Heard the first sounds of a tiny new life
Washed away evidence of mortal strife
Started with honed steel slipping through flesh
Finish with dressings, screws, graphs or mesh
Everyday working to improve peoples lives
Using scopes, drills, sponges and knives
Horrible things that I have helped repair
In my memory, I wish they didn’t live there
My life doing this I would not ever change
No matter how crazy, stressful or strange
Endless hours a mayo my closest friend
Pains of my own, trying to mend
To see the smiles when the healing begins
Whether we fixed their head, heart or shins
A Surgical Technologist is a one of a kind
A special version of body, soul and mind
DWORTMAN,CST 2017
