The Green Halls

These green halls, 

Have seen it all, 

Some bumps, some falls,

After long, someone standing tall! 

The busy lanes, 

Have experienced pain, 

Seen the aftermath of rain, 

The journey from a wheelchair to cane! 

The multiple floors,

Have opened and shut the doors

To death itself, on life's shores

Seen life taking it's entire course! 

The tall storeys, 

Have heard all stories

Of trauma and mangled gory

Tangled organs and bodies to bury! 

The many gates, 

Have decided many fates, 

The results of love and of hate, 

Lives living out at unsteady rates! 

It's a place, 

Showing the many faces

Of violence and life's races, 

Alive a moment, reaching death at a steady pace! 

A hospital it is, 

Where life comes to be, 

And where it will cease, 

But still a lot of hope here, everyone sees!