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Apr 2016
Whitewashed to seem a clockwork machine
but inside the gears are grinding.
The blue H supposed to be a sign for help
now a sign for the hundreds
        of thousands or more ripped from the unsuspecting

The desperate don’t ask questions
They depend, they trust, they’re vulnerable
We’ve let them be violated

But it’s not our fault! we protest

The system was built up this way
individually and corporately
The promise of billions or more in paper
        outweighing the value of a life
and now this is the way it is

So see, we say, it’s not our fault!...
Not yet

We’ve been putting band-aids on this broken limb
Oh, can’t you see, It’s broken!
If we let it heal wrong, we’ll just have to break it all over again

It’s in the oath
Know not how to cure the disease,
you call in a colleague
This has nothing to do with pride
        or whose system is working best
We have to learn from the success of the rest

These mistakes are at the stakes of human lives
This broken system can't keep the tally on our side

It’s only our fault if we don’t try.
Written with disdain toward America's current healthcare system, and for once trying to offer a solution rather than just pointing out the problem
Amethyst Fyre
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