Spitting blood at the thought of those surgical tools   Which left a flowing from my body   The fluids within   Awaiting the standard procedures   Awaiting the nurse practitioners   Waiting the standard procedures   They break my arms in this situation   This hopstial, which is held in contempt   They sever my spine in this operation   This hospital is responsible for the welfare of its citizens   Contained within their failure I can expect to find choreographed sadness