A White Coat - Poem by Jaishree Nair
I am white;
Symbol of purity and peace bright.
The coat honoured
Of a saviour of life on earth.
Each day a dread for me;
Visualizing how the day would be
How many lives today lost
In the tug of war between life and death.
My colour changes towards dusk;
I have to be cleansed and sanitised often.
A helpless bystander to sights horrible
The groans of the wounded gullible.
The laments of the family deceased-
Grotesque bodies of accidents;
Victims of mishaps
Children prey to torturings,
No honour nor tribute;
No credit of awards;
Instincts they depend upon;
Miracles they believe in!
A life dedicated to mankind-these medical geniuses.
My owner without peace;
So involved in the battle;
Forgets that he is also a human-
In need of survival essentials.
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