When the war came, a poem about the war on doctors by Dr. Salerian

When The War Came

When the war came to my village

I was not young

When the war came

 A doctor I had been

Unfamiliar

Unfamiliar with the war

The big war on doctors

When the war came to my home

 I was brave

A physician

A pupil of Hippocrates

Loved healing

The art of healing

 Had passion

Naïve youthful passion

After the war left my home

I write and paint a lot

Draw paintings of human pain

No more healing

Scarred fingers

Thickened mind

Hearing pain I can not see

Numbness my brain

Healing my soul

My Hippocrates
My poems and paintings