Between Idealism & Realism

- A Young Doctor Wonders...

Been meaning for some time to share this poem with my frenz who are doing medicine, but kept forgetting. Anyway, this is a poem that I found in one of the medical newsletters sent to my dad. It's really intriguing. And cool~! =) Enjoy!

Five years of hard work gone by

A certificate in my hands lay

Written MD - Doctor of Medicine

My future is marked with distinction

Full of ideals, filled with altruism

To serve mankind of all mannerism

Regardless they be old or young

Rich and poor, weak or strong

I start work filled with enthusiasm

I start work with a heart of absolutism

Putting a smile, lending a hand

I shall serve my utmost above band

Alas, the sick I cared for did not get better

They just got worse, downhill rather

The well and healthy came by to chutzpah

A stepping stone to shy from the work path

My mind is boggled, what the dickens!

My heart is disturbed, my conscience stricken

I wanted to be strong and firm

I pray for a guiding hand to reaffirm

The Joneses to keep up with I detest

They are nothing but thorns in the flesh

Relatives wanting MCs and free medication

How to tell them No! No! No! and No!

Write the worst report, the patient said out loud

I need that for a better insurance pay out

Honesty, truthfulness - do they exist at all?

Perhaps they are lonely words after all

Nice, isn't it? The poem I mean. The future predicted in it isn't that nice. Aikz. Thought it was really relevant. Hope you guys like it~! Time to chao... Tataz!

PS: Blood bank visit this morning was super boring! And the lady who gave us that "lecture" was really condenscending. (for eg. she asked us: "Do you know what is DNA?" even when she knew we were med students. It's in the tone.) Bah.