Wednesday, July 4, 2012

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I felt like a greater soul,
Soon to become   God
For I had saved  many lives
As if my only goal

 They know I will treat for sure  
  sick dying old and young
  I smile and give a wonder drug
 And ask for nothing more
                               

I feel like a triumphant king
Who has pinned the death to ground
 These tribals whom I cure so fast
So much respect they bring

Then came a woman with a sick son
I said don’t worry dear
Two days and Cholera will be gone
Since so early you have come

She said not doctor Hurry
I don’t have so much time
Treat my son from this ailment
Relieve me form this worry
This insult how could i bear
What shameless lady  you are
I am giving life to your son
Cant you stay longer here

She burst into tears
Why i coudnt reason
Told me  the epidemic
Was worst in the years

 killed  husband in the village
And her infant on the way
Her husband awaited funeral
While  infant covered in thorns
To keep  carnivores at bay


As if fallen from my throne
I kneeled down on the earth
I felt i lost the battle
Now a fugitive on the run
A lot more to be done
A lot more to be done

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