STEEMIT POETRY CONTEST #13 : OUR RENOWNED COURT

OUR RENOWNED COURT

Known by all but really known by none
This is indeed the nature of our cult
Celebrated for the skin we cut
Lauded for the diseases we cure
But our backstage stress and pain remains dull
Loud cardiac murmurs that would be heard not
This is the nature of our renowned cult

While we cure cardiac murmurs
We endure cardiac storms
We bring peace and calm
While we are ourselves upside down
We call it the Hippocratic oath
So we are ready to bear any load
Indeed the rituals of this our cult are very old

We read not to earn a living
But so the living keeps living
The counting clock has lost it count
But our bent backs would not dare tap out
Work must be done
These books must be nailed to the cross
So our pleasure we deny, for better or worse

Our glory we receive with smiles
Same glory we build with broken spines
Doctor, my daughter, doctor my mum
We leave our own sons to be their sun
So much admiration afterwards
If only they could see what happens behind closed doors
Known to all, but truly known by none
We indeed belong to renowned cult
OUR COURT,OUR MEDICAL PROFESSION...

Thanks..!!

DR. ARUOCHA CHUKWUDI @drchuks