When Science changed into younger and gear have been few,
Some bold healers came in view;
With scarce studies and know-how less,
Their treatments had been crude, clueless.
Technology came to rescue;
Foraged had Science with theories new;
The pioneers had minds of steel,
And hearts of patience that might feel.
White a symbol of purity.
Blue aprons who yell security and firmness,
Diseases disappeared from scene;
New ones appearing, always been;
Though healing procedures have come by perfect art
Most doctors have done properly their part