Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Just a Doctor

This was a poem I wrote as part of National Poetry Writing Month in April. (http://athspoemaday.blogspot.com/)  I thought it would fit nicely in this blog too. It deals with just one aspect of the proposed changes to the NHS.

Day 17 - Just a Doctor

The dusty street, the open train, the much frequented highway,
a mountain trail, a ferry boat , an inner city byway.
These he had taken, by and large, to reach this destination,
but now he faced the daunting task of filling registration,
in which he has to prove his admin skills for new positions.

What should he put for marketing, or double-paged accounting?
He'd just got on with his own job, left others to the counting.
He'd done it well or so he thought, saved many a thread-hung life.
He had a calming presence and was steady with a knife.
They didn't seem to care 'bout this, they wanted core ambitions.

Around the world he'd travelled, lending care where it was needed.
In times of epidemic, his advice was often heeded.
But this no longer mattered within England so it seems,
where doctors had to deal with daily management of teams.
He wanted yet, to come back home, grown tired so of missions.

His mind balked at the prospect of a quarterly report,
and handling area boundary changes in the district court.
Why should a surgeon trained for years, do something else completely,
when those who've qualified in sums, or admin do it neatly?
There doesn't seem much logic in this hindrance to physicians.

He put his pen down, rubbed his eyes, and thought about the future.
How now could be the time to settle down and maybe tutor.
But he's a doctor dammit, and there's many sick to see,
and all he really wants to do is practise surgery.
I guess he'll have to do it with extraneous conditions.

Thursday, 16 June 2011

Re Demption Song

Rewrote the lyrics to this classic song by Bob Marley .  Almost felt sacriligious at the time but was compelled to let out my thoughts on the coalition policies. This was back on 25th January - and since then a lot of the proposals mentioned have been shelved.

Oh Cameron yes he rob us,
Sold Woods to the plunderers.
Minutes after he tooks funds
from the universitys' purse.

...And the NHS was made wrong,
by the hand of them old tory.
We failing this generation,

Won't you help to save,
this land from tories.
Cos all they do is bad,
and lasts too long.

Yes all they do is bad
and the damage is long.

Emancipate UK from tory policy,
from their unfair, twisted lies.
Have no truck with their inequality,
cos they'll get to you in time.

How long shall they reap the profits
while so many lose their jobs?
They say its just to clear the debt,
but thats just to fob us off.

Wont you help to rid,
this land of tories.
Cos all they do is bad,
and lasts too long.

And all we ever had,
it will be gone.

And apologies to Bob,
for spoiling this song,
this song of freedom.
But Cameron made me mad,
and should be gone.