Countries call my name, in great honor with great dignity to heal their illnesses and diseases.

Yet, I am object of lies, filthy and corrupted with false-hope in my powers.

It is I who heals the sick and the poor but my powers are lies, slowly killing my “patients” and yet giving them hope.

I shall never “heal” others with a smile blooming over my face, weathering in my thoughts, can I truly stop healing even if it causes slowly death?