Cure And Record Poem by Tony Cemaluk

Cure And Record

You Call Citation Fever,
I Call It Proof Of Heat.

Don't Throw Away The Thermometer Because You Found The Cure —
Where Will You Keep The Cure
That No Doctor Knows,
No Nurse Cites,
And No Hospital Stocks?

2,000 Citations Without Translation
Is Fever Charting While Patient Dies.
True.

But Translation Without Citation
Is A Herbalist Shouting Cure In The Forest
Where No Journal Hears,
No Ranking Sees.

Impact Is The Cure,
Citation Is The Passport.
One Heals The Body,
One Opens The Border.

A Cure With No Record Is Miracle, Not Medicine —
And Miracles Don't Win Ranking Or Guarantee Repeat Cure.

Let Us Cure And Record.

Friday, October 16, 2026
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