Oh! My Poet God I Am In A Crisis! - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Early in the morning
I have been to the Metrowest Medical Center today
in Framingham, Massachusetts.
Explained her one of the Secretaries
very kind like Florence Nightingale!
Regarding the prescribed medication
and the refills..............stated that I am a chronic diabetic
and an angina patient....lost my health insurance benefits.
She replied in a singsong manner; 'To see the doctor
only $ 65.00 and the rest approximately $150-200.'
I was shocked and I told her
that I earn weekly a lump sum $280.00
for the apartment I pay $1080.00
and for my cheapest nightcap pay little
to minimize the pain of life?
I explained her again the total cost of medication
not going beyond $12.00
and how do I face that much to visit the doctor?
Oh! My poet God I would like to mention you
that I am a heart donor to the kind land of opportunity!
Please see to this matter on humanitarian grounds
and I am ready to give my all organs
for medical research one day
Once I close my painful eyes?
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