Unwanted

 

I sit upon a judgement chair

And watch the lights

And hear the sounds

That emanate from over there

Where broken hopes

And dreams abound

 

You pay me well

But do not want me

Sitting there where you could sit

Taking up your place in hell

Amongst the blood

and tears and shit

 

I came from Spain

To ease the pressure

As hospitals began to creak

To help the hurting ease the pain

And give peace

to the frail and weak

 

This job has had its ups and downs

Yesterday I saved a life

Today I saw one pass away

Life in Little England towns

Can be warm and bright

Or cold and grey

 

I sit upon a judgement chair

And watch the lights

And hear the sounds

Of Britain in intensive care

Where broken hopes

And dreams abound