The Doctors

For you, there is no religion, no caste, 

With your hand, you are accomplishing

round the clock, your noble task. 

We are gratified by head and shoulder, 

Your care to be born under. 

By your serving, we arise, 

With new bodies and new lives.

You are greater than the God 

And then any other more beloved.

Since all the mythological icons,

To all of you, we summon.

Forgetting the discrimination,

Of caste and religion,

You are serving for the man,

You, the doctors, are great persons.