[Spam] Poem about doctors by Anne Sexton

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Hi Everyone !

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I've been going through my pictures and memorabilia today and found this poem and thought it was interesting:

Doctors

They work with herbs

and Penicillin.

They work with gentleness

and the scalpel.

They dig out the cancer,

close and incision

and say a prayer

to the poverty of the skin.

They are not Gods

though they would like to be;

they are only a human

trying to fix up a human.

Many humans die.

They die like the tender,

palpitating berries

in November.

But all along the doctors remember:

First do no harm.

They would kiss it if it would heal.

It would not heal.

If the doctors cure

then the sun sees it.

If the doctors kill

then the earth hides it.

The doctors should fear arrogance

more than cardiac arrest.

If they are too proud,

and some are,

then they leave home on horseback

but God returns them on foot.

Anne Sexton

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