The young girl who came with a lump

The peripheral smear of a toddler

Whose cells are large and chromatin clumped…

The elderly who surrendered

For the needle readily,

Why did we feel a prick?

When the cells stared at us fiercely...

Our reporting rooms have heard more such stories

Our lenses have seen them come alive each day...

It’s a “behind the screen” field when people said!!

I smile and think,

We have felt them all

Some through our hands, some through the cells

And all through our compassionate heads.

For our cells talk

As we lend our ears,

To the stories of struggles, fears

And of victories and cheers!