A Thousand Doctors Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
A Thousand Doctors
In the city a thousand doctors
Wear the immaculate blouse
Of white and have black
Moustaches.
They stand up erect in the
Hospitals; notebooks in hands;
And lovely nurses by; with a
Cross; the patients lie.
As children in a pram
The patients wheeled
Here and there from lab to
Lab; then to their hospital room
And bed
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: doctors
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