Let tomorrow be like today, better or worse
I have few ambitions to nurse
This is the prayer of a contented soul
Grateful to the Lord for his blessings as a whole
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Peace must begin and reign in our heart
And be ingrained for ever as part
Of our blood that runs and animates our brain
To act for noble deeds again and again
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There was once a doctor
Good at heart and a benefactor
Ministering to the sick and ailing
In total faith unfailing
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You fed me in your womb with your blood,
You fed me on your lap with your milk,
You nursed me in your heart by your love,
Oh! Mother divine! To thee I bow.
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My voyage began on a stormy sea
Of penury, privation and want
My childhood days, however, glided in glee
Unscathed by the ghost of misery’s haunt
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Reach out into the years gone by,
When our ambitions were flying high
To strive and shine, to excel and win
Our choicest career amidst no din
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Be grateful to the good God for being
Born a human with a mind to think
Of the inner anguish of a fellow being
And act to mitigate the sting.
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The evening of my life draws on
With dreams and hopes forlorn;
With wrinkles written on my brows,
My mind’s unfettered ambition grows.
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Seventy plus! Still our minds long to meet
And talk, as our bodies drag our feet,
Minds enriched with an immense past
To pour out, in torrents, unto the last
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Nineteen hundred and fifty five! Indeed a memorable year
For us in our medical career
We learnt the ABC of the art of cure
That brought our classmates together here.
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