Tuesday 1 July 2008

A TASTE OF ‘YORE’ OWN MEDICINE

Nursing is synonymous with compassion.
Unless, of course, it’s nursing a grudge,
Obstetricians are associated with childbearing,
While midwives, too, can bear grudges.
Babies can be so demanding,
Making their mothers feel like drudges.
This does not detract from their maternal urges,
But (in any case) no one judges.
Although judgement can be impaired
In those who harbour grudges.
The prejudicial feeling affecting the issue it fudges,
As though it’s obscured
By an obstinate, embittered nurse,
Who never budges.

Delivering their verdict, a jury,
Surely, is supposed to be impartial,
Military law is different,
So is a court martial.
But if a jury were to consider
A case against a malicious nurse,
Accused of murder, say,
Whose defence was a curse
Of which, she claimed,
To be the helpless victim,
Meaning she helped less victims,
While selfishly filling her purse
With ill-gotten gains
From sales of celebrities’ brains,
And their other organs, too,
For recipients and for stew,
Would said jury know what to do?
Know what was right
And what was true?
Some of the jurors might bear grudges,
Maybe more than one or two,
Could they do justice?
See that legal process was going through?
The judge with a grudge could NOT be fair,
But to give their Honour their due,
They’d dress the part
And look the part,
They’d TRY to show they care.
As evidence was presented in court
To reveal the nurse’s lair,
Her harsh acts carried out
With her cold, cold stare.

Her weirdness and atrocities,
Shocking beyond compare,
Would show her fixated
With torture and Fred Astaire,
Dissatisfied with her life
That she saw as empty,
Going nowhere.

A life inside,
The judge decides,
After the inevitable verdict
The jury provides.
The sentence is harsh,
So the nurse screams out loud,
Sounding outraged, panicked,
And somehow proud,
All eyes are upon her
The court holds quite a crowd,
Such a display of pride,
After she blatantly lied,
Is ultimately her downfall,
Losing her the public’s support,
Pride precedes a fall,
They recall,
When they spare her a thought.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for that.Great as ever.Oh, the medicine of yore!

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