Where is the Love?

“Where Is The Love?”

What’s wrong with the world, mama
People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you traumaOverseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin’
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKKBut if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you’re bound to get irate, yeahMadness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how anger works and operates
Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y’all, y’allPeople killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love, the love, the love

It just ain’t the same, old ways have changed
New days are strange, is the world insane?
If love and peace are so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong?

Nations droppin’ bombs
Chemical gasses fillin’ lungs of little ones
With ongoin’ sufferin’ as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin’ really gone

So I could ask myself really what is goin’ wrong
In this world that we livin’ in people keep on givin’ in
Makin’ wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin’ each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin’ on but the reason’s undercover

The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where’s the love, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the truth, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the love, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love, the love, the love?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ the wrong direction

Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema

Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love we’re spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity

That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
Gotta keep my faith alive ’til love is found
Now ask yourself

Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?

Father, Father, Father, help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love?

Sing with me y’all:
One world, one world (We only got)
One world, one world (That’s all we got)
One world, one world
And something’s wrong with it (Yeah)
Something’s wrong with it (Yeah)
Something’s wrong with the wo-wo-world, yeah
We only got
(One world, one world)
That’s all we got
(One world, one world)


Recently, this old song played its tune in my mind. It got me thinking about life once again.

Has the world became a better place? Maybe.
Does the world need more love? Definitely.

Sometime ago, I chanced upon a picture on Facebook describing Nurses:
I am a nurse
This quote caused me to think about what I’ve been doing at work – about my attitudes, my thoughts, things going through my mind as I provide care to people in my ward.

 

“Oh this dude has a history of drug abuse”
“Gosh, why are there some implants down there”
“Wow, you have some anger issues Sir”

 

However, more often than not, this is not simply what our minds tell us.

 

The real deal goes something like this:
“Wow you have some anger issues, Sir, …that’s why your family members don’t come visit you. You are so difficult!!”

 

Very honestly, I am sometimes guilty of such a thought AND judgement. These thoughts sometimes affect my actions and even my face. But this doesn’t stop me from delivering care professionally. Still very nice on the outside, but on the inside, I am pissed and reluctant.

 

Somedays, when things get crazy in the ward…Lack of manpower and with difficult patients and family members….I would begin to think to myself..If only i could choose my patients…my satisfaction for my job work would be so much higher. If only.

 

But the real world situation is not. As long as there’s one empty bed, no matter what reason or background the patient come from, we have to nurse the patient.

 

But because of such circumstances, a seemingly unpleasant particular patient taught me what this quote really meant.

 

He was a patient with many physical issues. Diabetes, vascular problems leading to limb and eye problems and multiple infections. You name it, he probably has it.

He was pretty educated about his health condition, and he is also very demanding, at least in my POV. Slight delays would definitely in a sure outrage and complaint to higher management.

Once, I was chided for delivering his medication late, but that was because I was still giving medications to other patients, which he couldn’t care less. While we were trying our best to manage his condition, he also had habits of secretly eating other food (like fast food) when we told him not to do so. How are we supposed to help someone who doesnt want to help himself?
Every time i was assigned to take care of him, I would cringe.
I needed to mental prep myself before I face him. I tell myself that he would probably have some requests other people don’t. I run through my mind the things that he would like and don’t like.
By preparing for the worst, whatever new encounters wouldn’t seem so bad.

When he was ready for discharge, I was filled with mixed emotions. I was so happy and yet relieved at the same time. I thought, it’s finally over.

 

But you know what? Sometimes God  has a dark sense of humour of things. Perhaps He didn’t think I’ve developed enough patience in my life yet.
And so, he came in not once, not twice, but THRICE.
And guess what? I’m always the nurse taking care of him.
But he was also the one who changed my perspective of things.

In a random conversation that I was in, he said to another colleague of mine:

“Of course, I would trust him to take care of me, he is my friend! “

“Since when did I become your friend?” I thought, followed by a realisation.

Suddenly, it dawned upon me that I had unconsciously built a relationship with him as I was nursing him.

Yes, he made demands, but that was because he didn’t trust me (or us- the nursing team) initially. He was entrusting his health and body to people that he didn’t know. On hindsight, I realised that in his repeated visits, he did become an easier patient to manage.

Oh, what a change in perspective!

“I’ll take care of you” was not just about taking care of different people.
It’s about loving them despite their history, colour and their backgrounds.
It is about building a relationship and trust that says, “Hey, don’t be afraid, you can count on us, we are help to help you..

 

I don’t care who you are, what you have done. What I know is that, you come to me broken somewhere. I will try to patch you up, so that you have much more years ahead of you to live.

But of course, it is something more easily said, than to do.

Never in my life have I find it so difficult to love the “unlovable” because of the close proximity and prolonged periods of contact time.

I guess now I have experienced a little more of it. Perhaps a little of what Jesus experienced when people come to Him for help, for healing and for leadership.

What I realised is that people may come into the hospital sometimes at their lowest point in life. They may be worried, anxious, angry and even hysterical.

Yes, we maybe dealing with our own problems as well. But we ought to give our best to help them, even they may not present with the best attitudes.

Here is a clip from Code Black that describes the call of duty that healthcare workers have.

A sacred convenant.

And yeap, no one said it was easy.

I guess that’s a good reminder to myself when I feel drained of all the good thoughts and ultimately good willed actions/service towards people who need it.
To all my friends in healthcare, let’s work hard. I believe we’ll come up with a better system for everyone in time to come.

Yes, there are major flaws in the system that needs rectification. But let’s not always look too closely at them. And as I’m writing this, I am too taking a break from work. I need fresh inspirations and encouragements (and maybe some say, fresh air?) to continue serving a small portion of humanity in the west side of the tropical island.

 

May the system allow the ones delivering medical help and care to people be healthy to the healthcare workers too.

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