DOCTOR PLACEBO

I will anaesthetise the pain.

I will relieve you of stress.

I will cut out the cancer.

I will hope for the best.

Above all else,

Of all of my duties,

It’s to help you, not hurt you.

It’s my burden to please.

I will share what I know.

I will take away your youth.

I will take on your suffering.

I will doctor the truth.

I may control you,

And cause some unease.

I walk beside Death,

But it’s my burden to please.

I will uncloak then palliate.

I will be there as you fail.

I will bandage your sores.

I will lift-up the veil.

I’m here to help others,

But I’m on my knees.

My own wounds, so painful,

Still, it’s my burden to please.

I will ligate and bind you.

I will sever your bonds.

I will quietly remind you

That one day you’ll be gone.

The pattern repeats daily:

Every person diseased.

I’m Doctor Placebo

And it’s my burden to please.