Best Medical Aid Poems
Paranoia: short circuit to madness
Walking around freely,
Yet our minds are in straitjackets
All these voices & choices
Will offer mental hazards
Control your action
As thought misfire accident
Check your medical aid
Before the consciousness blockade
Check your sense, in reality,
While your brain cells are in casualty
As you stand in crowds
You mind is gathering clouds
They see you while you are in "ICU"
Categories:
medical aid, absence, anxiety, lost, slam,
Form:
Free verse
To reclaim needless expenditure, allow the MP's to repay
No matter the total, let the law courts have their say
Now our economy has taken a turn for the best
Restructuring internally an injection of zest
Now, let's look after our pensioners, and place them in jail
They'll have showers, walks and hobbies, where their care won't fail
From unlimited free prescriptions, dental and medical aid
Wheel chairs aplenty, not a penny will they have paid
Constant video monitoring, instant assistance if they fell
Bedding washed and changed twice a week, soon they'll be well
Having someone check up on them, every twenty minutes or so
Bringing meals to their cells, watch the smile in them grow
Families visit in a suite, for their purpose and nothing more
Enjoying Snooker, Pool and Sky TV, and a Library to explore
Clothing would be provided, shoes, slippers, PJ's and Legal Aid
It's all free on request, oh my! certainly no charges to be made
They would also have gardens and lovely exercise yards
Computers, TV and Radio and as many as they want, phone cards
No longer would there be a Matron, a board of directors there will be
A code of conduct for the officers, strictly adhered to, you'll see
And what of the poor prisoners I hear your minds start to think
How will they cope, these poor souls left on the brink
Well, they'll get by with cold food, left alone unsupervised
All lights turned off at eight, as they will internally cry
Mind you they will shower once a week, live in a tiny little room
A figure of £600.00 a week they won't flout, with no getting out soon
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Categories:
medical aid, political
Form:
Couplet
And then the day came
That I found my self lost in the void of my own emptiness
And as suddenly as a tree bust into flames
After being stuck by lightening
My heart sank
I felt so lost and alone
The walls ran red with my blood
For they were all I had left to beat
And my busted knuckles bleed with the vengeance of hate
I cursed the Lord above as the gooners burst into my cell
AND WE FOUGHT
Overcome and beaten
Hogtied and broken
I refused any medical aid
For my hate drank the pain
And I wept
ALONE
As deep as the peace of a deer lying in the meadow
I felt the Lord Jesus Christ come unto my soul
And to this day the thought of him
The depth of his mercy
Makes me cry
For I have been forgiven
I became a man of living example
The future holds limitless opportunities for me
I bare witness to the darkness of addiction
For I have been delivered from the ashes
Set free from the chains that bound me
My soul is my Lords as my heart is my wife’s
My life belongs to anyone who is willing to learn
As I ready to embark on the journey of education
My excitement grows with each passing day
Because I know the Lord Jesus Christ
Will use me as a lantern of faith
And those who teach me will also learn from me
For my knowledge of emptiness is as vast and barren
As all of the great deserts spread around the world
Compiled together in one 6’-2’’ 240 lb. frame
The depths of my scars are like the Grand Canyon
Amazing to see and impossible to comprehend
This is my story this is who I am
My past will never be forgotten
Because it holds the possibility of higher education
In regards to the overhaul journey of life
And hopefully some where along the way
A soul will be saved
Categories:
medical aid, faith, forgiveness, hope, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Ukraine has got chemical weapons, the Russians claim
That are being used against their soldiers to kill and maim
And those apartments you see blown to smithereens
Are only illusions that we see, on our TV screens.
Russia claims actors are used and are pretending to be dead
Evil Putin is using propaganda to get inside your head
Russia called a ceasefire so that non combatants could flee
Then his army opened fire on them, how ruthless can they be
Those images you see of the old and infirm, trying to get away
Are just old folks enjoying the sunshine out for the day
With their worldy possessions in a supermarket bag
Doesn't make any difference that they're waving a white flag.
And those generous Russian soldiers handing out food
Is just lies and propaganda they're trying to delude
A false flag is another ploy that the Russians use
To distort and hide the truth then carry out abuse.
A Russian jet has now carried out a devious strategy
Firing at a small town in Belarus called Kopani
This is the perfect excuse, that Belarus has been looking for
They'll blame the Ukrainian airforce and enter the war.
The besieged Ukrainian cities, need food and medical aid
But supplies are stuck in Poland, is the west really afraid?
Nobody likes violent war but sometimes it's the only way
And those carrying out atrocities. must be made to pay.
Written on 11th March 2022
Categories:
medical aid, abuse, conflict, death, war,
Form:
Rhyme
His net was dry and become brittle
Anyone could see it hadn’t been cast
In many months
The foaming sea roiled on the breaking waves
Outside his hut, the baking sun burned the pebbles on the beach
The old man lay in his bed covered in sweat
A memory stash of years had passed
Since he felt well enough to cast a net
But a man must eat
He had made one last effort to get up
To go outside, pickup the net, put it on the boat
And cast off
His heart was willing,
But his body weakened with exhaustion
Deterred him from even trying
He fell back in bed
Such was the end of an old man
Who fished to put food on the table,
But now in his time of need
His government turned its back on him
Where was his social security
His pension, his medical aid?
He lay awake in pain
Sobbing
Some would say he hadn’t worked long enough
To earn help from the government,
But he had worked all his life
Doesn’t that count for something?
Others would say he hadn’t done anything for his fellowman,
But did they not remember that one winter, when he had fed the whole village
Singlehandedly, had they forgotten that?
Or the time he took severely ill children across the bay to see the doctor
And the children survived,
But this time, no help came to the old man on this sweltering hot day,
He lay in his bed of snarled sheets sopping with sweat
This is how my life ends, he sobbed,
Nobody to care if I die or help from nobody
What’s a life for, if not to help care for his fellowman
Simply a little sympathy, compassion, or love
Is that too much to ask?
I am a man! Am I a human being?
Don’t I deserve some concern?
Lord, don’t desert me now!
I stand alone as the day I was born sans mother
But then, maybe that’s why people need each other
Alone, no person stands
everyone needs some one there at the inevitable end
to feel their hand and sense the final warmth
to say the last goodbye as your soul departs.
Categories:
medical aid, caregiving, community, giving, love,
Form:
Free verse
Beware Of Christmas
Careful: ‘Fast Christmas Approaching - Mind The Gap -Terms And Conditions Apply’
Warning: ‘This Is A Chocolate Santa Claus Contains Food Products And Mythology’
Edible under certain conditions only Not for children with pumpkin allergy This product
may contain residues from Halloween or scary associations with partial savoury nudity as well as poverty Connotative ribs and cribs should be imbibed with caution The full product
manual is available on the internet under www.biblestorieslimitedandrevised Please note
that Father Christmas is a commercial adaptation of an ancient theme (Jerusalem/Norway)
This sweet personification is wrapped in tin foil thus do not mistake for amalgam fillings but
once confused remove either foil or fillings or see your dentist for professional care advice
If you or your children have no medical aid consult foreign embassies regarding urgent
translocation to another country for treatment If your head of state expels migrants to
Mexico behind safe walls and reciprocal arrangement apply remove him from office or take
a chocolate boat to Syria Keep wrapper for electronic monitoring of journey and paradigm
Note Santa is real in transfer only Risk of posttraumatic stress Cave Jesus was a migrant too
20th October 2016
Categories:
medical aid, corruption,
Form:
Free verse
A monkey fell sick of diabetes
To a doctor he went for medical aid
Doctor told him passionately;
“To avoid dying soon, never eat ripe bananas”
Monkey vowed never to eat bananas
On the way he saw ripe bananas and thought;
Doctor told me not to eat bananas- but not to see
and he moved near to see properly.. but…;
Doctor told me not to eat- but not to touch
and he moved near and touched.. but..;
Doctor told me not to eat- but not to smell
and he took the banana and smelt… but…
Doctor told me not to eat- but not to peel
and he peeled off the cover…but…
Doctor told me not to eat -but not to bite
and he opened his mouth and bit…but…!!!?
Categories:
medical aid, life, political, satire,
Form:
Couplet
He carried me in his arms and rushed for medical aid
Then to an unconscious state i trailed.
I woke up, finding myself on a hospital bed,
He strode across the room and kissed me on my forehead.
I smiled at him and he smiled back too,
And whispered in my ear,"I love you."
"But I'll kill you myself if you try this insanity again."
I hugged him tight,despite the pain...........
Now I'm alright as you can see,
At the airport,Jake is waiting for me.
Leaving for a vacation,another one.
And hopefully this time we'll have fun..:)
Categories:
medical aid, love, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Struck nine on Richter scale, seismic waves so
cruel and wild
From epicentre, shot in circles and created
immense terror
Wrath of earthquake, none could escape- be it a
child or to- be bride
Lives lost, families shattered with every devastating
tremor
Sky-scrapers, schools, heritage buildings, homes
reduced to mere rubble
Catastrophe of this kind, sent down the spine
shivers of intense fear
This place lost links from rest of the world like a
vanishing bubble
State forces and rescue teams rushed to help and
save with verve
Shrouded this place, smell of death ; sounds of
pain- cries, screams, grumble
Reached here, medical aid, food, blankets and
people with will to serve
In fond remembrance, flowers , cards, candles
placed for souls departed
Prayers made to the Supreme power, to restore
peace and conserve
These jolts are Mother Earth's cues to remind that
man is not the only celebrated
Reins of control of this globe still lay in her hands
and man needs to stay grounded!!
Categories:
medical aid, anger, earth, holocaust,
Form:
Terza Rima
When the cash is low
You need to know that
Jesus is your medical aid!
He made the human body
So He is the original doctor!
If you are struggling with finance
The Word of God can romance your body!
As you bond with Him, you can discover that
Jesus is your medical aid!
When the cash is low
You need to know that
Jesus is your medical aid!
He made the human body
Therefore, He is the original doctor
You can be very sick
However, we serve a BIG God
So believe that Jesus is your medical aid
He made the human body
Therefore, He is the original doctor!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
[The poem does not mean that if you have medical aid that he is not your aid/ medical bills are expensive and the word of God is GOOD MEDICINE]
Categories:
medical aid, jesus,
Form:
Free verse
If I could state the most important act of the government,
It would be giving medical aid to the poor, to all people,
And not the defence of the nation which could aggravate,
The less developed, less democratic countries capable.
I would not validate education as most important thing,
Because anyone can learn if they really have endeavour,
At any point in time in their life forever, if they attack work,
And because health is more affective than being clever.
Education does not give you your physical life and mind,
And not having it does not injure or cause physical harm,
But you could murder by not paying someone's health bill,
If you're a government member, and then there's alarm.
Housing would not succeed, take the hierarchy's top spot,
Because you can always love and take your neighbour in,
And environmental change would not surface and so cut it,
Because we each one of us individually has to see our sin.
Categories:
medical aid, body, desire, health, heart,
Form:
Rhyme
I am addicted to poetry
but not to drugs
I lick pen's ink
I thirst for art
poems are delicious
they drug me to the core
until I am hospitalized
without my medical aid
there is no special attention
I die
a poet
not a drug addict.
Drencho POET Loads
Categories:
medical aid, poetry,
Form:
Narrative
Social media
The X-twitter this morning was disappointing it consisted of 60% Musk and 40% Trump bragging about how great they are at winning the battle of saving America from the disaster of paying the poor too much and reducing medical aid to the old who must learn to fend for themselves It is tiresome to see the same triumphant smiles and one wonders if they ever sit down asking if their presence in the oceans of opinions matters do they doubt themselves, are they ever unsure if they might be wrong, is their preening too powerful an impregnable wall hindering them to have souls, drowning in the glare of self-love I pity them should they see themselves for what they are utterly pathetic humans a failure of creation by a god of wroth
Categories:
medical aid, absence, abuse, addiction,
Form:
ABC
M-edical
A-id
R-etains
Y-our
R-espiratory
O-rder
S-imply
E-liminating
D-isease
O-nce
R-estriction
E-xperts
E-xercise
N-eatness
B-y
E-mploying
S-anitary
A-lcohol
Topic: Birthday of Mary Rose Doreen Besa (April 09)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
medical aid, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
In the realm of humans and hard work
Where minds think and ideas unfold
Artificial minds, with knowledge vast
A new era in our world amassed
From lines of code, they come to life
These creatures born of human conflict
The new generation has become an addict
Invisible in their binary grace
They’re changing what we think of the human race
But with this power we must take heed
Ethical issues, a vital need
For as they rise in society’s embrace
We must ensure they reflect our grace
From self – driving cars, to medical aid
In fields of technology, a bold crusade
An artificial human implanted in our blueprint
All our hard work, disappeared, in the gust of wind
In the age of AI, we must not forget
The human touch and kindness, we’ve met
For in the dance of wires and codes, we see
A reflection of our own humanity
Categories:
medical aid, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse