I went to the E.N.T.
two days ago
and the Doctor wrote
me a script
for badly needed antibiotics
to put directly in my ear
the in house pharmacy didn't
have them nor my normal
pharmacy C.V.S.
my H.M.O didn't cover me
for any others.
So I still have as of yet not got them.
Multiply this by five thousand
people a month
that equals millions a year
for those patient's
that didn't die and that's the
reason they kill.
Forty seven percent on one side
and forty seven percent
the other
the most vulnerable are the
six percent
that they manage to kill every year.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem