Social Commentaries
Doctors
From Rivers to the Sea
Social Commentaries
Every night I lie awake
And every day I lie abed
And hear the doctors, Pain and Death,
Conferring at my head.
They speak in scientific tones,
Professional and low--
One argues for a speedy cure,
The other, sure and slow.
To one so humble as myself
It should be matter for some pride
To have such noted fellows here,
Conferring at my side.
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Teasdale, Sara. “Doctors.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/53/.
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Teasdale, Sara. “Doctors.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/53/.
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