Care Pathway



Care Pathway there is a doctor with medical notes
of every patient he dutifully helps to die
And all the relatives who come to drop by, stop to say bye bye
On the corner a receptionist behind a desk
Little children don’t know quite what’s happening
Receptionist books a new patient in
Very grim

Care Pathway is on our wards oh my oh my
Ah the NHS, the place to die
Bishops sit back oh but why?

Care Pathway there is a nurse checking a clipboard
And in her pocket is a strange end of life scheme
She takes a look at the life support screen
‘Let’s turn off the machine’

Care Pathway is on our wards oh my oh my
Your last proper meal was in July
last summer meanwhile back

Behind the operation theatre in the hospital
A pretty girl sells sympathy cards everyday
And though she’s not sure that this okay
She sells them anyway
Care Pathway, a ward sister starves the elderly
We know it happens because we are the families
You’d think she might consider keeping them clean
But still she’s serene, bizarrely

Care Pathway is on our wards oh my oh my
Ah the NHS, the place to die
Bishops sit back people die
Care Pathway is on our wards oh my oh my
Ah the NHS, the place to die
Care Pathway

Comments

Our whole experience with abortion is that the medical profession, although divided to begin with, become utterly supportive of killing babies. Indeed the BMA is a publicity machine for the British Pregnancy Advice Bureau, itself a body which only advises abortion.

If we accept any form of euthanasia the same pattern will be reproduced and the doctor will become an agent of death.
The Bones said…
Neal, you don't have to come here and read my blog. Don't know why you bother.
The Bones said…
Fred,

Of course. Things will only get worse as well.