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The Hospital's Fourth Floor
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The Hospital's Fourth Floor |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
The hospital’s fourth floor; behind it’s iron door Another world exists, with which to coexist Would shake us at our core; it’d force us to explore The souls we would encyst, those hearts we've doomed to cist. A world devoid of sense, for those we’ve branded dense, Awaits it’s next poor prey, for whom no one would pray, And there they will dispense, at taxpayer’s expense Some drugs to those astray, to keep their ghosts at bay. There white and grey and blue, adorn the human zoo All other colours banned, and residents are canned; Within the walls a crew, to patients won’t endue The rights that God had planned, for both the saved and damned. |
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Burk28 Member
since 2009-01-08
Posts 80Michigan USA |
This is a sad, but truthful rendering of saome of todays institutions, sometimes poetry is harsh but then again life is harsh, I believe that it is the poets lot to bring these truths to light. you did a wonderful job of doing just that. Bravo Peace of mind can only be achieved when we find peace with self |
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Marc-Andre Senior Member
since 2008-12-07
Posts 501 |
Burk28, heartfelt thanks for the nice comments. Mark |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Interesting...James |
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