07.08.2022 Views

Issue 1 Draft 3

You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles

YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.

the same thing

By Shahaan Razak

M3, Harvard Medical School

day: three of ppsp

he: a young patient with colorectal cancer from dc

me: trying to make sense of what this disease

means, wondering

but, She had the same thing

She: helped raise me as a little kid in queens

imparting wisdom, on my world of green

the cousin, more a big sis

always love, always this

him: here, Her: i miss

even though, She had the same thing

both: diagnosed young, no signs in sight

fought for their lives, with all their might

he wins, She dies

why?

they had the same thing

because She worked too much to stop and look?

because She didn’t have that paper that said She

read enough books?

did She pray to the right one? was it because She

was a woman?

what about Her immigrant status? but She spoke

the language, such madness

did they miss it because of Her weight? because

Her insurance wouldn’t pay?

was Her money too light, Her gayness too heavy,

to make them stay?

marginalized of the marginalized, which label is to

blame?

does it matter? will the answer keep me sane?

no, because She had the same thing

day after day, i witness their personal stories, in

awe of their strength

smiling through struggle, lessons with length

seared in my mind, as a physician -

be that different kind of kind

the one that asks why with purpose, not as a cry

who brings people in, and is never too high

to learn, to grow

to continuously push the envelope

because She had the same thing

i won’t choose who lives and who dies

my choice is in my actions, where my power lies

words of mine will soon carry newfound meaning

be conscious of the way i build my practice of

healing

wisdom from a fellow scholar, ‘everything counts’

can i bear that burden?

yes, because She had the same thing

whispers: you’re not perfect

these self-imposed boulders

you place on these naive shoulders

will make you crumble before you even begin

me: i don’t want to go fast, or i would have gone

alone

i want to go far, so i will go together

standing on the shoulders of giants, arms locked

with this new wave of leaders

with one goal in mind

to leave it, a little better than i found it

in hopes that one day, the outcome would be the

same thing

38 39

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!