It’s Sweden, 2020. Population: A shade over ten million, Ranking country’s population By percent of Europe’s calculation Sweden ranks as ninety-one.
Not many people one might think, And they’d be right, and yet, Forty thousand humans yearly, Life corrupted by a sepsis, Interrupted by a virus, Death an outcome or a nearly… Limbs that blackened; Life force slackened: Source unknown; And amputation!
I, one of the forty-thousand. Coma housed, un-rouseable, Hand defaced, Erased forever, their profession. No appeal or cry for pity. No confession Only fact; a plain statistic: Unemotional, un-egoistic, ‘Forty thousand’ makes it prime; Time to make the virus traceable, Follow up the un-erasable, Taking sepsis off the table.
A task that’s not too much to ask, As one sits fingerless At the piano.
One Of Forty Thousand 9.3.2020 Circling Round Experience; Pure Nakedness II; Arlene Nover Corwin *sepsis| noun [mass noun] Medicine the presence in tissues of harmful bacteria and their toxins, typically through infection of a wound.