Four years, five months, six days:
This was the length of time my mother mourned my Dad
As she struggled painfully beneath my gaze
To come to terms with why a hospital had

So abruptly and unfairly withdrawn care
From a patient we were told could still recover,
With ‘euthanasia’ its agenda, in the air?
Behind doors a doctor closed to any other

A ‘Trust’ responding, callously misrepresenting
No change of doctor was requested by my mother,
No objections had been raised, no loud dissenting;
And thereby tainting her with undeserved dishonour

Pouring scorn upon unswerving testimony,
That she’d not fought (tooth and nail) protecting rights
He was entitled to – such tosh, utter baloney;
And I was there, I knew she’d stepped up to the fight

They’ll hide behind their corporate identity
Without the need to state who’s come up with these lies;
All they need’s a CEO, to sign, officially –
Do you think they’re bothered this completely ruins lives?

A doctor simply sat on our opposing all their plans,
Saw this as their prerogative, their own dominion;
So that the Trust then had to hide the truth, to cover, for itself,
That it had staff ignoring key ‘second opinion’

Your word – simply dismissed and disregarded;
Your honour, and dignity, destroyed by heartless
Protectors, bent on wrapping arms around
A miscreant, free to carry on regardless….