Poeticinjustice: 2011

Thursday 17 November 2011

The hospital for sick children.

I was sitting in the Hospital for sick children wondering what the real meaning of why I was there. "I'm sitting in the hospital for sick children but I'm not even sick I just 'found myself 'here."

You see I'm a doctor in the hospital for sick children. A silent healer. A guru or you could call me a teacher. I came here for a specific purpose. To scrape away the surface and look deeper as to why this hospital was even purchased. Turned into a circus. Creating hate & making children nervous.

You see I was a patient in the hospital for sick children once myself. I used to think I was depressed, stressed, low in good health. I was trapped in a sense with confusions, delusions, addictions & conflictions. They had me on repeat prescriptions.

I realised that most of the doctors that worked in the hospital had bad intentions. They just wanted to hand out drugs like the teachers were handing out detentions.

So I came to realise that the only way I could get better. Was to fight whatever the weather. Get up out of bed. Use my head. Realise I'm not sick because of my own problems but from theirs instead. THEY fed me this polluted food, air & water. THEY taught me it was ok to slaughter. THEY gave me this dis-ease THEY chopped down all the trees.

So I realise that I need to take more of a positive role in this hospital for sick children because the ones who bought it must of bought it as a toy. THEY must just enjoy the suffering of every single girl or boy.

I think it's time we showed them that we can fix up this hospital. We don't need their help. Not at all. Enough of your recklessness & all the hateful stuff we need a Surgery with logic, care & love.