Stranded Poem by Daniel Omaya

What do you do
When you seek medication
At the hospital
But the desired doctor is no more?

What do you do
When you call the doctor
And you are told to get admitted
Without your condition being assessed?

What do you do
When you seek surgery
But the theatre
Operates only twice a week?

What do you do
When an “emergency” surgery
Comes before hand, every now and then
And you're on hold “till further notice”?

How do you feel
When you are told to fast
In anticipation of surgery
And you get it not?

How do you feel
When patients
Get discharged
And they pack with smiles allover?

How do you feel
When you call the doctor
And he seems not bothered
Answer your call?

What more would you say
If other doctors said
Your case was a special one
And needed a specific doctor?

What if you're told
To be patient - yet a patient you are
Would you not say with furry,
How patient can a patient seek patience?