Too Late For Justice

Quietly waiting in the room, bright lights, masked officials stand in the corner.

Whispers all around, stories that the withhold, and won’t admit to recall, or won’t remember anyhow.

A needle's sharp jab, pain expected, but not where it’s felt, fast, one two three, now go fade alone in the dark.

Questions overload my mind, I see through their fake smile, this one will hurt, shut you down

Five or more a hover aroundme, faces blurred behind the spotlight,

Talking in riddles, hiding the facts and truth from me.

They speak in the silence, trying to distract my pain with laughter,

But I hear the real story, this is the beginning to my end, as so many wanted.

Blocked out the chatter, trying to find the sound

Of what’s really happening, as needles are jabbed into my back, three on the right, three on the left.

Unmedicated, so I could just listen, to see how the so call student, was an insurance agent ensuring I’m silenced.

I found the truth they’re hiding, behind their hidden code, all the facts become known.

What did you inject into my soul? I can’t ignore this

Feeling, that they call me a write off, pain I was given; not by my hand did this accident occur.

Thought I was healing, thought I could trust the medical liars, but I’m just seeing the truth even more,

In this broken system, and they want me in the grave, the place I’ve escaped and avoided for so long, but now it’s too clear, this journey of being renewed is over, and now I should just go.

Touching and stabbing, but my mind won’t be deceived, that was my kidney; not near a nerve or disk that degenerated by your hand.

Every pinch is a warning, something I fought to allow,

Lying in the silence, feeling more alone and less aware,

Questions came rushing, what did they do.

Trying to listen closer, only to be stabbed once again.

In this room of secrets, what the population thought were saviors, are really just sending you to an early grave.

If I block their voices, maybe I’ll see

The truth behind the pain, just really happen in that surgery years ago, why did I stop breathing, why was I so unaware.

What did you inject into my soul? I can’t ignore

Truths that they deny, the pain I have ignored,

Thoughts become reality as i witness fully aware, what they injected; I expect to make me sick,

In this broken system, this county is has fallen.

Is it control, manipulation, or just a powerplay to take a life?

Who’s really in charge? Who takes the blame when someone healthy dies of complications unknown?

I feel the sting, I feel the burn into my body, a silent way out

Lost in the system’s illusion, nothing’s what it seems anymore.

Maybe one day you’ll see beyond the lies

Break free from these murders, while I spread my wings and fly

Until then i hope listen, learn what you couldn’t see before,

In this troubled health system, I sought truth, but feel my body fading as the sunset into the coming autumn season.