An Ebola Victim Visits the Hospital
By Elton Camp
Katsu barely made it through the door
Where he collapsed onto the floor
The receptionist didn’t leave any doubt
“For help, these paper first fill out!”
“So, up from there and get going.
How you’ll pay, we must be knowing.”
“But Liberia is where I have been.
I’m about to throw up yet again!”
“Too bad, but you will be just fine.
Quit trying to avoid standing in line.”
Katsu wasn’t the one to blame
If he infected all those who came
The waiting room was crowded that day
For an hour it was where he had to stay
When Katsu finally got to see a nurse
A bad situation then got even worse
“I’m from West Africa,” he said again
But to the nurse it didn’t seem to sink in
“I’m vomiting and I’ve got a high fever”
Still, the nurse it didn’t make a believer
The doctor came for a superficial look
“It’s time this guy antibiotics took.”
“Some virus has got him down.
That should bring him back around.”
Against viruses antibiotics won’t work
Seem to have be forgotten by that jerk
“Send him back home right away.
In the hospital, he sure needn’t stay.”
However, Ebola it proved to be
Will others remain disease free?
That this is fiction, let me say
No hospital would act this way
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