ODE TO FRONTLINERS
To the people who rose from their beds while the world is still sleeping. They have to wake up at the break of dawn just to prepare their home for when they leave.
To those who still need to cook breakfast for Neneng, or clean the house for the Mister. To those who have to kiss their wives and children goodbye even while they are still in slumber. To those who face the world, with a face mask and alcohol for their arsenal. The minute they walk or ride in their private vehicles, they are no longer mere men but heroes.
To those who are in the medical fields who have to touch Heaven-knows-what in the name of healthcare. To the nurses, midwives, doctors, and medical staff who do their work to serve the sick and dying with diligence. To the law enforcers on the street, who only wants the best for the citizens who have no choice but to go out for the necessities. To the police workers who catch lawbreakers that are out to cause chaos, even in a pandemic. To those working in retail and food. To the delivery boy who brings food door to door, or the cashier at the grocery who has to stand and serve customers instead of being at their own homes. To those who are in laboratories, in white coats, goggles, and gloves. To those who are tirelessly studying the virus and are looking at ways of how to treat the disease to bring back humanity to its norm.
To the frontliners who have put their lives on the line to serve the community, even if it means risking themselves in the harsh environment. To those who would rather be infected instead of their family members and would do what it takes to keep society functioning even in a crisis. To our frontliners. Thank you.