Memorial Hospital from Stronger Together by Wyatt Riot

She is in the memorial hospital
Visitors no longer allowed.
There's no time for a laugh
They are too understaffed
And the wards are so dull without flowers

She went in for a routine procedure
She thought that it would be a breeze
3 weeks shes been there
It's becoming quite clear
She's a victim of Cummings disease.

They eradicated it in Germany and France,
In Spain and in Portugal too
But in the 51st state
Of the U S of A
It's the government's favourite tool.

They've said they'll be no more elections
And no one is allowed out at night
They can track and trace
Our every movement and thought
It's impossible to organise and fight

In the beginning no one took it seriously
But all along they had a plan.
Let it take hold
And kill off the old
Let the disease carry the can.

So beautiful in it's simplicity
Everyone a slave to the machine
The elite are feasting
On famine and fear
And laugh as we eat Soylent Green

The death toll now in its millions
In a war waged with spittle and spin
And armies of bots
Invading our thoughts
And willingly we let them in

In a world of dystopian fiction
That we are no longer permitted to read
Atwood, Bradbury,
Orwell and Huxley
The warnings we chose not to heed.

Now she is in the Nightingale Hospital
Nobody knows where abouts
The government denies
That anyone dies
But if you go in you never come out.

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