Moral Biology

(Prologue to a Critique of Medical Economy)

by T.P. Wilkinson / September 19th, 2021

Lab work for lies

Forget sagacious erudition
Physicians’ failings, late contrition
Evidence dismissed, facts denied
Larceny and murder, all acts benign.
Blessed be all ye men of science
Inquisitors, politicians, journalists and priests
Your souls preserved, on masks relied
all pleas for honesty defied.
Just proof’s burden has been reversed
No craft of healing, but medicine perverse
Presumed sick at birth the masses healthy
while labs and shots make billionaires
more wealthy.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, September 19th, 2021 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.