Forgiveness. Poem by Michael Walker

Forgiveness.

Rating: 4.8


I forgave the doctor for a late diagnosis
of a painless illness with an uncertain prognosis
except that it could travel to distant sites,
although its future was not 'will' but 'might'.


I forgave the radiologist who got impatient:
'We need you on the table without delay.
The catheter is for your arm: the serum is for your soul.
'To scan your whole body- radioactive -is my role'.

I try to blot out the red and green signs
and I will forget them, I guess, in time.
I will forget the cold clinical hospital itself.
No need to forgive myself.

-23 October,2018.

Forgiveness.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is closely based on a recent experience of mine in Wellington.
I find it harder to forgive myself than others.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 30 October 2018

More often, we ourselves are to blame for situations needing urgent medical treatments. We Indians just postpone a routine medical check-up indefinitely unless something serious happens. Doctor's, too, can be at fault at times. I understand your sentiments.

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Michael Walker 21 November 2018

Yes, we can make the wrong decisions about treatment, under pressure. I can understand your people's reluctance to get a medical check-up and face the truth. I am like that too.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 October 2018

Uncertain and painless illness provokes thought. Being impatient is not good. Doctor should be effective at right time to save life and recovering pain of a patient. We hope, you will regain your green image soon. Forgiving is a nice human value. Forgiveness makes you great. An excellent poem is well penned.10

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Michael Walker 24 October 2018

An illness without symptoms is something else, totally deceptive. You are so right about forgiving others-many times over, as Jesus taught. I try to forgive. Thanks for your insights.

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