MEDICO

For the constant battlers: This is my war cry, The cry of a veteran soldier; Branded with fire- You do not see my scars, The tears and the pain you fail to see That bloodied sword is mine For I have had to use it Not occasionally, but severally Sweating and crying over my battles Battles fought, battles won I borrow a leaf from Paul As I humbly say: Henceforth, let no man or woman trouble me- For I bear in my body, the marks of the Lord Jesus