A tribute to the white coatA Poem by Anjeline
Burning down the zodiac years of their lives to achieve something ,
They are awake even at the witching hour to rush at the beck and call of a ring Betraying their beloved they indulge in an affair with the Stethoscope Entering inside the dissection hall they too have a number of fears to cope. But even after struggling with all of it what do they get in return ? To be specific -" they do nothing all day " and " its a profession of coins " are the exact terms. They say- "the doctors have no interest in the life and death of a patient as they do it just for the money" But saying this - aren't you evaluating your breaths with some bits of paper , honey ? Breaking all ties with names , relations and religions they always give their best to save a life As coming out of the operation theatre they have to face the hopeful eyes of parents, children and a wife. With altruism as their religion , a path of humanity they pave Wearing the apron of pride they work with the belief -"that it makes a difference to the one I save". © 2021 AnjelineAuthor's Note
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