To Be Medical Men Poem by Naveed Akram

To transport the medicine to extravagant lands
Means much to the relentless storms that brew
And quake with some dignity of the old times.
Horses enlighten one beyond the knowledge,
And transferring the soul is of the body and trouble,
Horse after horse enters the foray and stays away.
I see vagabonds mix with silly waters,
The infected kind of kindness is afloat,
I saw them one day ago in the evening sun.
To see medical men like doctors of the straight paths
Is like seeing an earl or baron, no matter what
You have absorbed in the lands of the old times.