Phantom saviours
Protectors of sorts
They often go unnoticed
Mostly thankless for their day-to-day jobs
Only with the recent situation
Do we shower them with heroic recognition?
It started with some, then more brave souls fell
While fighting to save the lives of those succumbed
Plagued by this sneaky, evil silent killer
That latches on without warning, without even a hint of whisper
A real life game of Russian Roulette
Whereby it would grab hold of you
Tightening its grasp
As each breath becomes a very valuable commodity
Incomparable with all the riches of the world has to offer
Diamonds, gold, silver, luxuries... all pale in comparison
For every breath
Is priceless.