At The Clinic Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

At The Clinic



At a Private Clinic
I went to see the eye doctor -can`t spell it- some tests
I had to do it used to be free at Faro hospital
They are farming out work to clinics if you
Can pay but if you are poor farm worker you are fucked
And they give a white cane
The doctor also wanted to have cataracts done but
That I could do for free in Faro for now
Health service should be for all whether you a rich or
Poor, but no it is a business now
And the doctors' female or not look the same tanned
Faces pristine I suspect the use the same self- tanning
Lotion- do it is to look healthy and fooling no one
The woman in the reception tried to make me by a medical
Insurance, she had lips like a giant vagina but sharp teeth
Not a good idea to try anything funny.
250 euros I paid for being looked at in the eyes and to
Think Portugal had revolution equality for the masses.
I think I will go to Spain have family there they will
Take me until they see I`m a grumpy old man who has
Been faithful to the idea of socialism and will not
Shut up about it.
C`EST la vie.

Sunday, October 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: complain
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