We Wait In Waiting Rooms. Poem by Carl Roussell
We Wait In Waiting Rooms.
My child is not feeling well
and is really ill at ease,
he can't get through to see you,
we wait in waiting rooms.
This red tape has us up in knots,
It won't seem to let us go,
It's your job to help us out,
we wait in waiting rooms.
We are wasting precious hours,
wanting for the higher powers
to tend our horrid failing lives,
we wait in waiting rooms.
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5/17/2024 9:01:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
To help us out! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks for the read and comment. Doctors or lawyers or political leaders all have waiting rooms.