The dripping blood
The open wound
The blurred vision
The hours waiting
So many are even worse
There is no cure, no remedy
There’s no remedy!
At the hospital we’re hostages
Of public money we’re hostages
Hospital! Hostages!
Hospital! Hostages!
Hostages!
The dripping blood
Pain dominating
Throbbing and constant
Strewn through the aisle
Neglect!
Contempt!
Suffering!
Torture!
There’s no remedy!
At the hospital we’re hostages
Of the government we’re hostages
Hospital! Hostages!
Hospital! Hostages!
Hostages!