In wounds that heal, a journey must begin,
To cleanse the hurt, let new life surge within.
Five methods known to those who tend with care,
Debridement's art, the wounds of life repair.
With scalpel's grace, the surgeon's skill revealed,
To cut away dead tissue, thus concealed.
In swift incisions, healing's path unveiled,
A fresh start granted, where old scars were sealed.
A gentle touch, with gauze or brush in hand,
To wipe and scrub, debris and dirt expand.
This method cleanses with a softer stand,
Removing harm, as wounds begin to mend.
With enzymes, ointments, and solutions, clear,
A chemical dance, the necrosis they appear.
They eat away the damaged, bring cheer,
For wounds once plagued, now pristine and near
Nature's slow embrace, the body's own decree,
Encouraging cells to heal with certainty.
A moist environment, the wound's decree,
As time restores what once was injury.
Maggots' role in nature's grand design,
May seem repulsive, but their work's benign.
They feast on dead, leave healthy flesh behind,
A unique method where life's forms align.
In wounds, these methods play their vital role,
To cleanse, renew, and heal, make once more whole.
Five paths to mending, each with its own goal,
In debridement's art, restoration's toll.
