Some Needless Ideas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Medicine is still cowering in the dark ages, keeping it's
mistakes close, never to be admitted.

Hurting and torturing people with a relay of unending
purposes, taking steps against those who need medical help
and who are receiving none in times of need.

Relief is not being commandeered, because there are doctors
who needlessly hold to their own ideals, even though they
no longer are valid in today's world of medicine.

Ripping apart the essence of others, tearing apart their
beings in depths of idiocy, not ever allowing people to be
healed with modern medicine.