Without Borders

Note: This poem is a tribute to those people who bust their arses 24/7  to help other people.
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    Without Borders

Lonely is the road,
None is the company.
I'm here all alone,
Only stars to accompany.

I fight my own war
Every single day.
Life's never too easy,
That's what they say.

I go to exotic places
People have only dreamed.
I had loved my job,
More than her, it seemed.

What do I do, you ask?
I help those in need
However menial the task,
It is noble, noble indeed.

Doctors without borders
That's our name.
We work 'cause we want to
Not because of petty fame.
 
I'll give a thousand lives such
To give that feverish child
A syrup she needs so much.

Very few share my vision
Of a world, so free
of unrest.
Until my job is done
I refuse to rest.
 
Sometimes, all alone in my head
I wonder if it was worth
All the sacrifices I've made.
    
My doubts clear when
I see that child smiling
And her mother crying
Thankin' me for saving
Her child who was dying.

This is my humble fee
For the things I gave.
A smile of gratitude
From the people I save.
 
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