medicine
The Healer’s Art: Science, Skill, and Care
Primum non nocere, a guiding light,
Not rigid rule, but wisdom's sight
ὀφελέειν ἢ μὴ βλάπτειν, in balance true,
Weighing risks and benefits anew.
In halls where healers ply their art,
With science, skill, and caring heart
They navigate the complex maze,
Of modern medicine's intricate ways.
Some twist this creed for selfish gain,
Exploiting fears, causing pain
But true healers, with ethics sound,
Engage with trust, solid ground.
Caduceus coiled, a symbol pure,
Of commerce now, no longer sure
Asclepius' staff, the truer sign,
Of healing's art, both old and fine.
Shared decisions, patient and physician,
Together they assess, talk with clinician
Of risks and hopes, of fears and dreams,
Charting a course through health's extremes.
In shadowed corners, whispers grow,
Of cures that science doesn't know
But evidence-based practice stands,
Against the lure of charlatan's hands.
Primum non nocere, evolving still,
Not perfection, but good faith's will
To strive for best outcomes always,
While minimising harm's dark haze.
From trials rigorous, knowledge flows,
Not from deceit or cunning shows
The path of healing, nuanced, true,
Leads through care, both old and new.
