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Letters to #BobcatNation Jenny Mears '16 - Women's Soccer and Track & Field

Dear #BobcatNation,

I'm currently working as a PA in critical care at one of NYC's biggest hospital systems. Our neuro ICU has been turned into a COVID only unit and we are working tirelessly with too little equipment, but we're doing the best we can! I wrote a poem about this experience, so I attached it here. Please stay safe :)

The Way We Raise

The way we raise

Our tired heads off of pillows

For the ninth day in a row

Brushing away frightened thoughts

And dressing in flimsy armor

The way we raise

Our hands with inquisitions

For the answers still unknown

The unfamiliar but vital

When every decision carries weight

The way we raise

A reused mask to our face

In hopeful desperation

To contain and be contained

When fear becomes virulent

The way we raise

Your chest with every breath

Air static with possibility

Inhale hope, exhale dismay

Fighting an unforeseen battle

The way we raise

Awareness of the brewing storm

Sheltering to prevent statistics

Advocate, educate, appreciate

Solitude when shared air betrays

The way we raise

A glass to the creative

Many productive generosities

Uniting generations in a time of need

Showing up before being asked

The way we raise

Our flag up to the heavens

Grant the skies infectious sighs

A declaration of no surrender

Tomorrow’s promise earned today

The way we raise

Our hearts up to our sleeves

To see and believe the oath

We swore to stand for humanity

That day we dawned our white coats

The support has always been there

Sutures holding close a wound

Prideful resolution to fight

In the name of those we love

So when all is said and done

The world will know forever more

As the human race, we persisted

And together at the close

We’ll stand hands together

And you’ll see

The way we rose.