Kept private or not revealed
Is secret the concealing act
There one finds a doctor restore
snakebite withworth, treat adore
greater part regain, never one befallworst
town thought of any crisis, of a serpent bite
renderworth servicein thy hand orient
with the plant, juice retore allthough stern
Never one leaves despair, at, short time avail
The crux of the matter being, so self-centered
Never one know the medicine employed
One day outside where the doctor had a snake bite
go around people brought the comatose doctor tohospital
Froth from moth, unable to speak and respond
Is the mercy of people, witnessing and shower blessings?
Several aimed, the drug that meant others for self-apply
Compounder being called and advised the tact to use
All people around astonished, as he is naiveof remedy
The eminent doctor took last breath, with lack of medicine
A hidden secret at times often peril to self-care
Bodies buriedwith hidden talents, worth zerovalue to count
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