Unsung Heroes

Unsung Heroes A big thank you to all front line workers around the world as well as the individuals who have helped to promote this message of thanks. And… Tony, HorizonVu Music, www.horizonvumusic.com Martin, @mart_turner (Instagram) Paul Turner Nick Doyne-Ditmas Nick, nickkeysmusic@gmail.com   Max, @maxdbenjamin (Instagram) linktr.ee/maxdbenjamin Rowan, beowulf.theway@gmail.com Laety, A'bantu, https://www.facebook.com/833672473445040/posts/2019476594864616/   (Facebook page) Elvis, @kwesieofficial (Instagram) David and Serena, callender11@hotmail.com Holly, @itshollyhaines (Instagram), www.itshollyhaines.com Mervyn, winwithwint@gmail.com Andrew, @Chalibrann (Instagram) 2ni Janes, https://www.instagram.com/tunay_janes/ Peter, PBS FM, https://www.pbsfm.org.au/program/the-gospel-show Tosin, Polongo TV,  https://www.polongotv.net/ Mark, https://marknunis.com/ Halil and Kistijan Alex For more information and/or press emai...

‘Unsung Heroes’ Lyrics Verse The virus came upon us like a storm Slammed into our lives at record speed Our world has its back to the wall Unsure of what it’ll take or need We’ve been told to stay at home Keep our distance from those we love Only to buy the bare essentials Put our faith in the heavens above Chorus But, hey, we have unsung heroes Humble folks who really care They don’t ask for praise or pity Only the hope that we’re aware of the risks that theyare taking those unsung heroes way out there Verse Doctors and nurses battling to save us Ambulance crews, and firefighters too Police, the Amy, and the Pharmacies stuck on the frontline for me and you Store cashiers, and public transport staffers are not always able to wear a mask but like cleaners and other careworkers their hearts are devoted to the task Chorus See, these are our unsung heroes Humble folks who really care They don’t ask for praise or pity Only the ho...

‘HERO IN A PINK PINAFORE’ by Rowan Marcus Glennys arched her aching back and prepared for the night’s shift. It would be a long one. She was on the deep-clean crew, tasked with cleaning the Intensive Care Unit overnight. A shudder went down her bending spine as she thought about the invisible enemy that was not just theoretically everywhere, but here in actual fact. The doors she was about to push open were filled with patients who not only had Coronavirus, but for whom the battle had now become serious. The ward would be swimming with the virus – and it was her task to eliminate as much of it as possible, her weapons an artillery of mops, gloves, masks, cloths and bleach.  “Why do you do it?” someone had asked her the day before. “It’s not as if you are even paid well.” “I’m here to look after the patients,” she had replied with all the conviction of a doctor. After all, if the cleaners did not clean, the hospital could not open at all. The virus that resisted attemp...