Third Shift Nursing Prayer

Usually when my phone rings late it is for the sexual thrills. Therefore, when I press my answer button, I am already sitting up and preparing myself for pleasure.  
   
Not last night. My best friend who resides in  Philly just so happened to be on vacation and she was scrambling to get someone to cover her shift, and pleaded with me, I wanted to tell her my nursing license to practice in Pennsylvania has expired, but hey, she's my best friend, yet, the last time someone pleaded with me to get out of my bed, I had to be treated like a baby throughout the night. So I had to drive from New York to Philly, to cover her third shift, and I have not worked as a Critical Care ER Nurse, and Trauma in what, seven months or so since I am now the Nursing Director who sits behind a desk look pretty and paper push.    
   
I was cursing under my breath the entire drive, I got there a little after twelve, said my hello’s to the old nurses who brave the elements and work third shift.  So, this poem is dedicated to a shift I agreed to step into, bonding with myself again, and just missing the adrenaline rush, I do not get behind a desk.    
   
The next time girlfriend, tell them to get a temp, thank goodness I am off today, I have bags under my eyes, and my uniform has blood stains on it, now you see why I chose to give up this side of nursing, it’s too heart wrenching,. I am about to hit the road in an hour or so, I am just waiting for someone from first shift, to relieve me, if I have errors, I am on my laptop will fix when I get back to New York    
   
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania    
3:50 AM    
   
Third shift prayer from the lips of an ex Critical Care Trauma Charge Nurse    
Energy to heal, smiles of hope given to disburse    
All is quiet in my corner, but for some, all is not well    
Souls handing on tonight to heaven or hell    
Breathe…just breathe please, as you believe    
We are at the throne of Dawn’s eve    
   
Prayer hands have been busy    
Cries of pains throughout the halls, sunken heart, compassionate mind is totally dizzy    
I’m up, cannot close my eyes    
Blood, codes, machines beeping, ill related bodies, life taken without earthly whys    
Morning light, please take the calls of pain away    
Give someone who cries out to you tonight, just one more day    
   
Heal thy heart, thy body, thy mind    
Give comfort to the loved ones who were sadly left behind    
Dinner for me, cannot even take a bite    
ER busy, short staff, Heroin overdoses, car crashes have consumed my night    
Be thankful for each day    
As I type on a hidden break someone cries in agony begging not to  take this day away