let’s not wait!

I was disturbed, depressed and blank,

For I had no clue where to treat him.

Saw a few who could do nothing,

And I reluctantly pinged my friend.

Angel is she who guided me,

For I was totally lost.

Took my father who was too weak,

With his medical records with some hope.

Read through the records silently,

And he said, “let’s not wait.”

Burst out loudly out of control,

But he assured it cannot cured but can be controlled.

Trust is the feeling I got at first sight,

For he was too humble for his godly deeds.

Has healing hands and a humble heart,

Practices medicine with so much care.

Lifts the dying and makes them walk,

And I see him as a son of God.

Dedicate this to Dr. Varadarajan, Haematologist