Physician, Heal Thy Self
The provision of health care doesn't appear
To be healthy for those who've accepted
The task. This hospital's crawling with
Overweight grubs, creatures who seem
More like termites than humans. They're
Colorless. In here, one can't see the sun.
The air isn't fresh. Every window is
Covered, yet these are the people
Purporting to heal me. I wonder. They
Can't seem to care for themselves.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2024-07-31 at 22:20
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