Thomas Carter

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Plague Doctor - Poem by Thomas Carter

In every street, in every town
there's a man always looking down
never knowing when you'll feel his touch
about his whereabouts no one knows much


With every tear you can hear his smile
he is always here, the blood driven vile
feeling his touch, you know you don't have much left
cause the plague doctor is bringing death


Is it you, how is next?
is it me? It'll be for the best


The doctor doesn't spare no one
The doctor cries for everyone
try to hide for all it's worth
he's been hunting you down since your birth


With the last scream the doctor leaves.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, despair


Comments about Plague Doctor by Thomas Carter

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (1/31/2016 8:05:00 AM)


    n every street, in every town
    there's a man always looking down
    never knowing when you'll feel his touch
    about his whereabouts no one knows much

    It is really sympathetic. Genuine human feelings and sense of loss.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 23, 2016



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