To The Doctor

As a creature, he is a human

No matter he is a man or a woman.

For the nation, he is a predictor

We call him a doctor. Truly he is a savior

Like water his heart is pure.

He has no chance to escape

He is always ready to save. His life is devoted to us,

Every day he sees minus and plus.

It is sad but true,

He deserves more but gets few.

Though he never complains

He has to bear much pain.

Forgetting his own family,

He works for us silently.

He has to fight every day and night

Whether it is rain or sunlight.

He deserves our love most,

For us whose wills are lost.