These are our sisters, mothers, wives, And all of Irelands daughters lives Being put at risk so needlessly, Devalued oh so callously!
The truth is, there’s no denying, Women have died with more dying Who could have been saved possibly If there had been more honesty?
When the problem first came to light That some test results were not right The first thing that should have been done Was to inform everyone.
Alas, all those in power chose The facts, the truth not to disclose To women who in tests had faith ‘Til for many it was too late
How can it have become the norm To coldly choose not to inform Women when smears are positive, To give them the best chance to live?
The facts cannot be argued yet, Though facing needless early death, They force them down the legal route Rather than own up to the truth.
How can there be any defence When the truth is the difference For many between life and death? What justice can they hope to get?
Why add to their pain, suffering, Why not now just do the right thing By these women failed so badly? Though for some ‘tis too late sadly.
The choice to cover up and lie Knowing many women could die While in no way done in our name Is to Irelands eternal shame.
The politicians promise change, The Health System to rearrange Forgetting they have been remiss As they presided over this.
What use to grieving families Platitudes and apologies? No change can justify the cost Of mothers, sisters, daughters lost.
This poems captures my thoughts on the cervical screening scandal which has resulted in many women dying or developing terminal cancer due to receiving incorrect results, which when discovered, women were not informed of for years; often when it was too late.