The Doctor
Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2021 6:27 am
V2
The doctor is a man of his word.
He heals others like it were a bird.
Though he may seem like a burden,
Yet that is not what we are learning.
It does seem like he cares about flesh.
One where he cannot prevent in death.
Sometimes he may prescribe medication,
And send them on their way; like a vacation.
Now at least he knows what to really do,
When he’s left wishing he can undo.
The life he had previously in the twilight.
May as well be happy he isn’t on the grind.
But I know he is just a happy man.
And where he know this is his land.
Leave him to do his work in peace.
Spreading love is what he’s done indeed.
V1
The doctor is a scary man.
And I know that he is damned.
When all he does is check bones.
Damn him, when will he go home?
Damn the doctor who touches kids.
Goes, swears on the phone but he fibs.
The doctor is demented and mean.
But does that mean he is on the scene?
Can he be trying to remain a great doctor?
Or somewhat trying to be a bother.
But can he be able to withstand his pride?
Is he going to analyze our insides?
There is a saying of a deserving haven.
A place where birds can caw like ravens.
Then that would mean a home to live,
And having to deal with it.
Can we do something really clever?
Like stealing the doctor’s equipment altogether.
But the doctor is a scary man.
But the rest of us think he is damned.
The doctor is a man of his word.
He heals others like it were a bird.
Though he may seem like a burden,
Yet that is not what we are learning.
It does seem like he cares about flesh.
One where he cannot prevent in death.
Sometimes he may prescribe medication,
And send them on their way; like a vacation.
Now at least he knows what to really do,
When he’s left wishing he can undo.
The life he had previously in the twilight.
May as well be happy he isn’t on the grind.
But I know he is just a happy man.
And where he know this is his land.
Leave him to do his work in peace.
Spreading love is what he’s done indeed.
V1
The doctor is a scary man.
And I know that he is damned.
When all he does is check bones.
Damn him, when will he go home?
Damn the doctor who touches kids.
Goes, swears on the phone but he fibs.
The doctor is demented and mean.
But does that mean he is on the scene?
Can he be trying to remain a great doctor?
Or somewhat trying to be a bother.
But can he be able to withstand his pride?
Is he going to analyze our insides?
There is a saying of a deserving haven.
A place where birds can caw like ravens.
Then that would mean a home to live,
And having to deal with it.
Can we do something really clever?
Like stealing the doctor’s equipment altogether.
But the doctor is a scary man.
But the rest of us think he is damned.