(NHS protest calling for PPE- personal protective equipment, following my reading of this article about NHS workers who were silenced over the shortage)

The morning sun lights the river from 90 million miles away
I sit with my back to the bridge,
from yesterday’s project paint on my finger tips.
We have words
I chose some for a banner that’s beside me
‘For our silenced NHS staff PPE Care for our carers’

Behind the bridge is a hospital (all hospitals)
The arriving and passing of lives
Do we choose what we do or does it choose us?
Do we choose words or do they choose us?
If all are not able to speak what can we say we really know about us?