Hippo Crates

Governments ignore their pleas
For funding never meets their needs
Short on numbers, under siege
Yet swore to make you better

Swapping hearts and squelching pox
Round the clock they never stop
There's good and bad a bit like cops
All swore to make you better

No-one questions the dedication
To years of study and privation
Required to reach the lofty station
That swore to make you better

Save someday health gets ripped asunder
You soon might well begin to wonder
If you aren't just a number
They swore to make you better

One more ticked off this case is closed
Another patient diagnosed
Take four of these and one of those
We swore to make you better

Now hear me Doc I'm less than thrilled
To be simply gobbling pills
Prescribing drugs takes little skill
You swore to make me better

Blank looks cross frowns a roll of eyes
I will speak up don't act surprised
Despite the fact I well realize
Who swore to make me better

We know it's tough and time is short
But those you see are sick and fraught
So treat with kindness, act with thought
I swear it makes it better

© Ahealy2005