The hospital paradox

 You walk through those sliding doors
 The sense of change you can't ignore
 Is it loss or pain you feel
 Or sense of joy that's too surreal 
 Many died where much have came this institutions lack of fame
 For their paradigm is much to bleak
 As they respond to the weak
 Or if their strong they will sit brave
 Out in the hall, their stay delayed
 I grieve upon the sight of thee
 The lumberjack of family trees
 But you still do us so much great
 Your intention good, good innate
 For we dread to be within your walls
 Our reliance on you is still applaused