Palestine is her name
'Kill him too, '
i heard one say
before i become
their next prey
i woke up
in a noisy hall
people all around
like a busy mall
my left arm
and the shoulder
still bled and hurt
i, an eleven year old
weak, and not so bold
'Mother, O'Mother, '
i cried out aloud
none paid attention
though, it was a crowd
A doctor approached
and tried to fake a smile
asked my name
a mere skill to tame
'where is my father
did they kill him too? '
I wept and I asked...
I will never forget
the unbearable pain
of how brutally
my sister got slain
The Grand Consulation
"Ambubaiarum Collegia Pharmacopeiæ."
--Horace.
If the health and the strength, and the pure vital breath
Of old England, at last must be doctor'd to death,
Oh! why must we die of one doctor alone?
And why must that doctor be just such a one
As Doctor Henry Addington?
Oh! where is the great Doctor Dominicetti,
With his stews and his flues, and his vapours to sweat ye?
O! where is that Prince of all Mountebank fame,
With his baths of hot earth, and his beds of hot name.
Oh! where is Doctor Graham?