A White Coat Comments

a poetess with great sky blue on her dreams My colour changes towards dusk; I have to be cleansed and sanitised often. A helpless bystander to sights horrible The groans of the wounded gullible.

I call them the messengers of God. Doctors deserve a better deal. From morning till late evening and even at night, they devote themselves to rid their patients of agonising pain. Some of them (patients) cannot bear the pain and succumb to their pressures. The Doctors seldom receive credit for what they do in the service of mankind. Great portrayal. Thanks.