I am the Doctor

Go in a road rehearsing,
Love another soul
So deeply, so wildly
As to specialize with care
The eternal suffering
As real doctors.
The nurse is great
And my moon religion
Or my sun philosophy
Is greater. The sun is to be thought wild,
And my moon is certainly good
For the thought of luck.
He is feeling lucky
And my jobs are numerous
But he must live
With care I add.
To specialize into life
Is spending money onto money
Forming feelings with other patients
As well.
I am the doctor,
You are the patient.

poem by Naveed Akram
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