A crimson tide, a gift unseen,
A selfless act, a flowing stream.
Blood donation, a noble deed,
Planting hope, a vital seed.
From vein to vial, a life renewed,
A stranger's health, a debt imbued.
The needle pricks, a moment's sting,
For someone's fight, a chance to sing.
The red corpuscles, a vital flow,
Carry oxygen where life can grow.
The platelets tiny, warriors bold,
To stem the tide, stories untold.
Plasma's power, a healing light,
In surgery's dark, a guiding sight.
A single pint, a precious share,
Can mend a wound, a burden bear.
So let us raise a grateful hand,
To blood donors across the land.
For in their veins, compassion lies,
A selfless gift that never dies.
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Moharif Yulianto
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Comments (1)
Yes, perfect poem to encourage a selfless deed! Great job.👏