Dilemma1 min 49 1 min 49
Pints of blood to test my state
I am nervous for my sullen wait
The fear of diagnosis
For my system's damages
My pulse flutters
My nerve wrecks
Symptoms are vague
What if my reports are fake?
Hanging on the swing of ambiguity
In awe of my doctor's dexterity
How will he diagnose?
The wound of my heart
The sore of my soul
The deficiency of love and care
The surge of my nightmares
Will his skilful hands drain out diseases of rage, agony, and heartache
I bow to his fine art
The way he handles me like a toy
A body bereft of joy
All efforts set me right
Mended in body and seething in mind?