~probationary prism~

We need to recreate the health system, bringing back the importance of people, instead of being a numbered death
For profit
Many worldwide die from neglect
Or miss diagnosis every day
Having not the time
To solve a riddle

"for so many illnesses, so many people, and no time availability,

It's a dying shame".

Even the life of our king,

Elvis Presley ~ king
Of rock and roll
Died in vain,
Beneath that of the health system strain, of numbered deaths.
The Neverland / of Graceland ,

Michael Jackson,
Heath ledger, Robin Williams,
All faces know and loved,
Also to be honoured by that of me
For all to see, the
"profitability in the system
of numbered lunacy"

We are valuable, more so than that of money, and Time,

"Its sad to say goodbye
to the greatest of people
And those considered nameless
Like me, what's to become of nurture and love, if we cannot
~See
Beyond that of temporary"

A quick judgment, A quick fix, landing
Beneath quick drying cement angel's, surrendered to tears
That cross the nation,
Where are those angels of
Our civilisation"

In charge of our demonstration
The one changing face~ needed
To save and shape
~The nation
From the conformity
Of this numbered death
situation.

From viruses to depression
This configuration of
System representation
Is damaging our hearts
probationary prism
For no beating in honour
of a flawed system ,
To be dowsed by flames
Burning of the missionary
synonyms according
to death".