Now I’ve had my sight restored
Thanks to the surgeon’s
precision
I finally appreciate
the worth
Of TV in High
Definition
After spending so many
years
Watching TV in Monet
vision
Now I’ve had my sight restored
Thanks to the surgeon’s
precision
I finally appreciate
the worth
Of TV in High
Definition
After spending so many
years
Watching TV in Monet
vision
The NHS has plans to save money
But it is unclear who will
oppose the plans
Radiologists can see
through them
But the Surgeons just
washed their hands
Hospital managers had
a meeting and claimed
It will be a steep learning curve
While the Urologists wet themselves.
And the Neurologists lost their nerve
I’m sat in the hospital canteen
Where
all of life can be seen
I
look at people around me
With
coffee’s or cups of tea
A
couple are sharing a laugh
Are
they visitors or staff?
A
man sits staring into space
Red
eyes in a tired drawn face
Is
someone that he cares for
No
longer with us anymore
Someone
close to death or dead
Or
worse terminally ill instead
Maybe
he’s visiting a survivor
Or
a new mum on the top floor
A
lot of staff use the facilities
Doctors’
nurses or ancillaries
Is
this a fresh day beginning?
Or
a long night shift ending
There’s
an outpatient I can see
Could
be for x-ray physio or ENT
Two
security men both partake
Drinking
coffee and eating cake
A
young paramedic wander’s in
Buys
a coffee and is gone again
Tables
clear and are then refilled
By
a group of men who build
So
why am I sat here observing?
Its
what I do when I’m not serving