What’s new
In the world of entertainment?
Where the old
Meets the new?

Metropolitan Museum of Art
Wakes up at night tightly and nice
Where becomes transformed in art form
As bodies of fame no longer the same

You’ve artist like Cardi B, a rapper
from the Bronx, a borough that I love
Is where, I work and bring home my daily bread
She wearing organza black extravagant gown

Preferably known
As unknowable depths of the universe
You may like or dislike her style
She’s still Cardi B, a Bronx girl she’ll always be

With a thing to impress ...
She always dresses to do just that
Like Anna Wintour, Vogue editor both women leave entrance of expressions, whoa

Who are we to critique?
It’s the best entertainment
Where NYC never sleeps
Where vibrant colors lives

It’s a scene to applause
As artist like that includes
Actresses, singers, models and best
Comes to show off dress code

This year titled” Garden of Time”
I praise Miss Zendaya, most cool blue
One of the five host of the gala
Dressed by Maison Margiela and John Galliano

Looked dolled-like of a goddess
With a palette of purple peacock
Purple my favorite of the colors
A butterfly went by, sat on her neck and elbow

A silhouette and transparent
No one there had their parents
It’s an occasion to show off
It started shaky as Gaza protesters try shame

NYC Braves
Shook them off
Took them out
Now rooms for creation came to give birth

It’s a light of new breaths
As everyone gave their best performance
Forming exquisite lines, yes forming exquisite
lines
It was each and every one of Who Who’s

What celebrity would show up?
Which one, will not?
If you invited, you will
If you not, you question why not?

Some may want it to be a thing of the past
But, art never dies
It always comes to live
Especially, in a city that never sleeps nor
never gives up

There was a mosquito protector
You can’t wear it on your vest
In your best or worst of days
It’s foolish to catch your eyes

I prefer an eye for the most ice princess
Elle Fanning by name
She showed up with poise
Hands made and structure by the gods

Statuette, thin and with grace
She stood shown skin
Her hair under her shoulders
Paper thinned no, perfect as a goddess

With her left hand down by her side
The other upward as guiding traffic to the Gods
No none listened everyone hurriedly
To the next on line, off you go

Where should I end?
Is hard to find a winner without discrimination
Perhaps Cardi B
Big, black organza match black, whole universe

Minerva A. Garcia, your Poet

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Welcome to all, to my show “Meet Minerva, the Microbiologist”.

My name is Minerva A. Garcia also known as “Minerva A. Frias- Garcia”

I am currently the Associate Director Microbiology at Jacobi Med. CTR @ NYC Health & Hospitals Corp. and I am your Microbiologist!

Now again, Microbiology with the microbes welcomes you in and so does poetry, with creative lines.

Analogy of a poem:

Since Covid pandemic we all been to some level depress, but there’s always a light to reach at the end of the tunnel... from a hidden cloud, there comes a rainbow to be seen, appreciated and color our world. Its important to try to move on, despite the many difficulties and challenges we faced.

It important these challenges don’t drown us. We must all face it, and meet it, head on!

This poem was written during a crisis. I do hope, it can reach you as it has reached me...

This poem, I would like to share with you all.

We all know that poetry, drives and stares at the human eyes with intense feelings, because

is the love from the hearts that speaks the truth, as music being universal to all homo sapiens...

so is poetry. A poem can speak to you from one’s heart and experiences... It can touch to all

levels as is presented to be heard... everyone will have a different prospective of its interpretation.

With poetry, I like to color your world. With this in mind, I want to bring to you this

POEM- DEPRESSION, written many years ago and reads like this ...that could be current today

DEPRESSION

Is Not madness

An episode of a conflict?

It is, just an earthly desire?

To let all else go

Trying to reach a perfect state of the soul

Feelings, of no returneth

With your mind entering a state of total darkness...

What can one do to escape?

Should you search for a light?

Reach for a hand

Find comfort under some arms?

Commune with your soul! If you search for it... It’s worth more than gold

Keep digging you’ll strike not silver

I guarantee–You’ll find your lost gold

Your mind may seem heaven

But, know it’s the oceans that are heavier

Enlighten your mind (s), Do you mind?

Enter onto the bluest of skies and take a ride...

Discover to like it ... You can exit at fresh

You just learned to take a deep breath... and breathes

So ....soooo Lets get started!

In today’s show, I’ll be talking about

1. LAB WEEK and Laboratory Sections
2. CoVid-19/Variant Strains

LAB WEEK➔

Medical Laboratory Professionals Week is held annually during the last week of April, this was Apr 18-24, 2021

Is an annual celebration of the medical laboratory professionals and Pathologists who play a vital role in every aspect of health care. We should show our support and gratitude for the hard work laboratory professionals t/o the year.

Agencies that laboratory have an affiliation all working closely together at many levels...

Is worth mentioning that Labs’ are highly regulated with inspection yearly by to ensure competency/up-to-date standards are met.

All laboratory Certified Medical Professionals must demonstrate yearly competency yearly by successfully fulfilling 12 continuing Education credits know as (CEU’s). They must also show honesty, courtesy, respect, integrity, most of all compassion to the work and meet HIPPA regulations with an emphasis of professionalism or licensed renewal. They have proven themselves to be essentials and emergency health care workers. All laboratorians are expected to work during all snow storms, hurricanes, pandemic and outbreak... many, many hours beyond their shift sacrificing their own lives. That’s why, we termed labs workers as “unsung Lab heroes”. You never seen them, buy they are working behind the scenes with a microscope, taking your bloods, sending reports via LIS to physician, answering calls from physicians, guiding then and working closely with Infectious disease physicians, infection control, etc... They have earned our respect.

Labs are inspected yearly by NYSDOH, CAP, JACHO, EPA, Fire Dept. and In-House Quality...

The inaugural broadcast of Meet Minerva, The Microbiologist.

What is Microbiology? How does it relate to current events?

What is infectious disease? What is nosocomial disease?

Endemic vs. Epidemic

The Worst Pandemics 1918 H1N1, 2009 Swine Due and 2019 CoVid-19

Hear some of our lab experiences during the CoVid crisis
How do I stay informed and focused?

Testing – Rapid vs PC- What does this mean?
Why the Lab is an epic-center for the hospital.

Variant Strains – What does this mean?
How virus’ mututate

Vaccines – are they safe?

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It’s only human to feel another human
It’s empathy for a human loss of life
All life forms matter
Is in the likeness and mirror-images of ourselves

Whom are we not to bleed like them?
If we are to open each and every one of them
They opened to same color blood
They bleed out red and purple like all the Gods
What does a number tell us, all of us?
Number never lies
Are humans that do!
34,600 Palestinians death

It’s a far cry from what is love
Israel-Palestine stop this fight
It’s a human being burn alive
Where all this strive innocent babes

With its mother and new-borne
All taken too early
To their graves
As the braves

Of all of the man’s
No longer brave
As their hearts
All opened

They cracked open
At the sight
With smells of corpse
Ready to be bury

They dig in their hearts
My dear god
Let it all stop
Man, with hearts, stop this insanity

Why can we all get along?
You want a piece of peace
You want a land of piece, of piece bits of peace
Thus, cut it in half share it with your neighbor

Learn like Jesus did
He shares piece of bread with his disciples
Learned to turn hate into peace
Just like He did, turning water into wine

If you all remove a piece of hate
Perhaps a seed of love
Will be replaced
It’s never too late to revert a bad seed

You must take from your rotten heart
You got to burn it
Take only, one good seed
Thus, place it in your heart

It will grow like a mustard seed
Don’t forgot to water it
Open the shade, let the sun in
Learn to control all your satanic temper

When the sun becomes too hot find a shade instead of letting the heat burn you alive
Instead of throwing heats at the rest
Test your inner self to control your good soul

Never let yourself go to hell
Is where the endless fires burn
It’s hotter than the sun
It’s burns all hopes

Students are the future
They make changes known
They know future is there’s
They have to make it known

Participants at major universities: Columbia, NYU, George Washington, Indiana, Yale,
University of Texas, University of California, etc.
are all demanding solidarity and end to war?

Some may call them, activism
I call them hope
Instead of being and being left alone
They prefer to make it know

The world shouldn’t stand alone
They must stand together
They beliefs are bigger than their dreams
They dream big, to make known

They do not stand alone
For their believes in the future of hopes
War must end and should come to an end
There’s no place of peace call war

I believe in hopes
It’s embedded in my DNA’s
It shows in my blue jeans, I am wearing
I hide nothing that’s not love

Love takes center stage
Love is torch that should be lighted
Love is beam of light necessary to sustain us all
Love is a seed needed in every man’s heart

It’ll be peace
If every man
Has a believe
That love’s endless in their heart of art

I conclude
Students are the future
Listen to them
Instead of jailing them

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Who collects history?
Is it the Gods?
Or the goddess Athena, like I?
It is NASA’s three satellites

It has names to describe as
1.Terra, Spanish Earth
2.Aqua, Spanish water
3.Aura, how beautiful a view

It had a weight
As much as an elephant
Does it look like one?
It’s an artificial brain, unlike anyone!

They’re orbiter’s
By name’s are
Gazing, gathering updates
Of our planet, Earth

With it all telling us info is like anyone!
Weather, wildfires, smokes, desert dust, volcanic plumes, clouds thickness, world’s forest, grass/wet lands, crops and even monitors oil spills

It would be
A go, if it could predict
Escapees from prison
For sure, it would be nice?

They now all 3 coming to end of an age
Slowly dying with their info inside
Despite without a brain
Did it ever have one?

We implanted one ...
Can human transplant one to other humans?
For sure, in the near future
We can, a cat to cat brain can be done

Who can trust a man?
To predict God’s plan
To change destiny
To switch memory

Would their life
Meet a new height
Like these three satellites did?
All life’s things must all come to an end

Except for certain type of jellyfish
You do the search
You try to find its immortality
Can you be trusted, not 2make human immortal?

Man would go to any length
To buy time
To place it in a jar to bury it for themselves
Yet, die with this secret that defines time

It’s a creed of life’s expectancy
All man for themselves
If you’ve offspring’s
Thus, you’ll change your mind

You prefer to find a Time Machine
Have them live 4ever
No one deserves to die
That you love so much

Because, of man’s greed
The need to survive
The shortages of supplies
The reason’s all living should die

It is not a theory by me nor by I
It is that I believe in God’s creed
He died to save all we
Whom, are we not to die as He?

Going back to these three satellites
The need for record keeping it’s a must
Researchers and the best of minds
Must have a glass of wine

Perhaps than, they will collaborate
How to gather all their good brain cells
Instead of competing and destroying
Each other’s intel brain to a virus we don’t know

By collecting and gathering all the info
Onto a super NASA chip
Instead of collecting data
In a chip sheet, hope restores

We’ve learned NY Times Sunday May 4, 2024 page A11 titled: “What Happens When NASA Lises Its Eyes on the Earth”
Will they all die, it’s a yes

When we fall asleep
Will we wake up with an intellectual brain of info?
Will a new one, come?
Will we be feed futuristic updates?

Will our minds hunger for more?
Will we settle into day’s doom?
Will we assume it’s ok to look the other way?
Will we be forced to sway our brain wrong way?

Success always comes with a price!
It is right at of the times to seek more
If were to survive
Humans must always continue to strive

History always tells us
Repeats events can be avoided
With past pretense and prints of the past
Past not your wrong in your hearts but purity

If we humans, take a break
Science, will be now left be hide
Our future children will 4ever
Remain in pre-kindergarten

Maybe, there never be a break from
climate change; melting ice sheets and global warming: increase world’s temps
All due fossil fuels with Increase deforestation

Our planet in desperate need
Not if one, but all of us
If we to survive with prints left future generations
An effort of unselfishness must proceed

An intellectual understanding of our greed
Not to proceed without a love need
Love, must be always place first
To protect Homo sapiens

First from, our own selfish beast
Humans must aim to focus
On Earth’s needs ...
Before all of man’s selfish needs with its greed

With a message for all humans
To make a sacrifice and a fruitful responsibility
To save the planet to start now, not yesterday
It’s today that’s a matter to matter 4-all-2mow’s

This is your, Poet Minerva A. Garcia

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