Below is the poem entitled The Fear which was written by poet
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Before the Good ol ' '48' The Fear was always there, should you, could you call the
Doc; must you rely on the gentry true or those who would rob you blue, or was it the
farmer fair or foul, or the factory boss who could not give a jot whetrher you or yours
were healthy or not: so long as could work all hours God sends, or don't over burden
the rich who would starve if they paid taxes fair while you can afford dirt wages cus
cussed you deserve no better because you aren't as good as your betters.
In Good ol' '48' Clem the PM and Nye who ministered to your health created what has
half-right called the UK's only relgion,and half -wrong our Christian culture not
completely gone; the churches led by the C of E came to the colours to reject to the
poverty and the pain of before the Second World War, the Brits won the People's War,
a new war began! Who would win over the Docs. who didn't want to play ball at all?
Would be the King's Doc. medic who hated the 'thing' - the NHS or great Churchill's Doc
who had the brains, the decency that that Welsh granite Nye Bevan would brook no
opposition to the People's principle, ALL will pay and ALL will not rue the day so the
NHS was not stillborn. Today, we have to end the complacency of some politocos, to
end the recklessness of others; remembering that it is for ALL so that those
abroad - some at home -who not wish well that British benefit - our NHS - do not
have the wit to understand it or the malevolence to destroy it -we must defend it!
Prevent the Fear returning!