A Simple White Coat Poem by Sameer Ahmed
A Simple White Coat
It's a simple White Coat, though,
We are so unique!
We go to the places
Where suffering lies
We live there where life dies
We care for illness
Sometimes ourselves get diseased
But we relieve their colic
And they are so pleased
We are also praised
Handling the newborns
But we feel sorrow too
For the loss of vitality
Life is so precious
We cannot flirt with mortality
We also have feelings
Though, behind the mask
We keep on trying
Saving is our task
We incise their bodies
With hands soaked in blood
We cut them into pieces
And stitch them again
We always stay alert
With a dutiful response
We feel afresh
With their healing stance
We convince their minds
To keep our advice
They are close to our hearts
So always satisfied
They call us Messiah
And bestow us with prayers
They leave the sanatorium
And walk downstairs
We feel a little empty
But that's alright!
It's a simple White Coat, though,
We are so unique!
(12/16/2008)
You have covered the medical profession well in this. Overall there is a good flow and rythmn in this, although there are places where it disjoins but then it seems to fall back into the flow. Well done and well expressed. Enjoyed the read. Many blesings to you
This piece really states how you see your upcoming profession. I can see you have a good heart. Great job.
Metaphorically... Meaningly to choose a profession of the doctor, almost will make friends with death … Good luck to you …/10
Medicine is really such a noble profession and you have captured in this poem the sacrifice and the devotion of doctors who are true to the Hippocratic oath they took. But I felt that towards the end you have injected a stray thought of doctors probably becoming jaded with the routine they live with life and death. A feeling of emptiness despite the noble service they render.
Dear Dr.Sameer, Well said! Let's hope, you will always cherish it for long! yours, ashish
White coat- medical profession- service Nice poem, love it.
In a profession where being humble, as you carry God's gift of healing in capable hands, is payment enough....do we value our Doctors enough?
life is worth living... people are greatefull for their work Best wishes, Sabrina.
good one it is about u my fellow humanistic touch ur thoughts is derived to mind and the good work oh, this is really taugh hard career! Allah' madad
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 3:42:33 PM # 1.0.0
This poem has soo many meanings, in my interpretation. Amazingly expressed! May our belief's and value's stay strong! Sincerely Jen