John I Nash


The Physician - Poem by John I Nash

Physicians true blue, most hard working through and through.

They try to heal and not feel no heart, no compassion, that is the fashion, they employ not to destroy hope, but that is what they do through an through.

Take this take that a little bit of this and that, it will do, no pain for you, just Pressure you will receive, they tell to deceive through and through.

Decisions are left to the test, because they are not at their best and they fear the rest.

They act like God but when things go wrong it is God they blame, we are the same, through and through.

Do no harm is the alarm, and in the end they hold your hand and pat your arm, so the grieving may see, because it is fashionable through and through, some don't but are few.

Topic(s) of this poem: medical


Poet's Notes about The Poem

If you were ever deathly sick and had to be hospitalized, you will understand this poem.

Comments about The Physician by John I Nash

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/13/2015 1:46:00 AM)


    Decisions are left to the test to cure mind and spirit through medication. Wonderful drafting shared...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 13, 2015



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