Oh, Listen To Me, Doc! (A Poem On Humanism And Modern Medicine) Poem by Dr John Celes

Just heal me by mere talk;
Do sit beside me, Doc;
My heart-aches, I must tell;
Spend time to make me well.

The fever, I can bear;
The pain, I cannot share;
My story, you must hear,
Or else, I will just tear!

Oh, listen to me, Doc!
You must work by the clock;
Time is precious to you;
Miracles, you must do!

The anguish in my heart,
You can dispel by art;
Just stay by me awhile,
And take away my bile.

Sit by my bed and talk;
You are a healer, doc;
You are like God to me;
Give back my sanity!

My symptoms, signs, clearly
show frame is weak, weary;
My mind is less wary;
Operations seem scary!

I’ve pent-up emotions;
The nurse always cautions
To lie still on my bed,
And keep my level-head!

Will my dear ones visit?
Will no one with me sit?
Allay my fears a bit!
Is my body knife-fit?

Oh, stay by me, dear Doc!
Open my old mind’s lock;
Be like a sponge, not rock!
I hear Death, my heart, knock.