Panacea
just 50 years ago
i was very sick
no school, no play
couldn't walk alone
I came and went between life and death
due to pulmonary tuberculosis
in our neighborhood
No pharmacy pharmacist
No hospital or doctor
There was no health center
Only
Unlicensed pharmacist and doctor
there was a woman
Afraid to get her shot, I even fell down
She hugged me every time
and she cured me completely
Traces of it still remain but
no one called her to be pharmacist or doctor
rather chatted
50 years after that
I met her again with someone's help
cannot be expressed verbally or in writing
she passed through hard times
We met in a shabby diner
enjoyed light meal
Her fork was busy carrying me food.
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