RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Doctor's Greed - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Grand and tall, once he stood.
Basking in respect, commanding dignity.
Until one day, in great dismay, he found himself in rags and disrespect.
A proud figure brought to the ground, losing all his noble dignity.
Sneaking behind authorities and the I.R.S., he tried desperately to cover up his dishonesty - but it stood out beyond all of his qualities.
Taking money under-handedly, he had sought to rip off the state, because he thought his services far underpaid.
Yes, he was a professional, looked up to in his field, he felt it his right to steal what he couldn't honestly make.
His cases were hopeless, he brought them back to life.
This gives him the right?
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