In the theater of healing, skilled and wise,
A general surgeon with discerning eyes.
They navigate the body's intricate song,
A maestro of anatomy, skilled and strong.
Not confined to organs in a narrow frame,
But a virtuoso in surgery's name.
No specific path their focus does bind,
A symphony of skills, an expansive mind.
Gastrointestinal tales they unfold,
Stomach, intestines, a story to be told.
In liver and pancreas, their hands dance,
A choreography of chance and circumstance.
Endocrine whispers, thyroid's silent plea,
Adrenal glands in the body's grand decree.
A surgeon's touch on tissues, soft and fair,
In the realm of healing, they're beyond compare.
Breast, skin, and trauma, their canvas wide,
They wield the scalpel like an artist's guide.
Appendix removed, a swift, sure feat,
In the dance of surgery, a rhythm sweet.
Gallbladder's farewell, a cholecystectomy,
Hernias repaired with skilled connectivity.
Colon surgeries, a tale profound,
In the body's theater, a drama unbound.
Collaborators with specialists, they stand,
In the intricate web, a helping hand.
Multidisciplinary, a harmonious blend,
In the healing journey, with care they tend.
General surgeon, a beacon of light,
In the canvas of life, an artist in flight.
Diagnose, treat, manage—a pledge they make,
In the body's opera, the healing they awake.
