MY BLACK CAT IS WRITING 100 LINES
What on earth are you doing, My Black Cat?
You’re writing 100 lines.
You’re going to send them to Mr Brown……..
When
had a brain tumour I’m glad he wasn’t a commodity.
When had a heart attack I’m glad he wasn’t a commodity.
When had cancer, I’m glad she wasn’t a commodity.
When had peritonitis, I’m glad he wasn’t a commodity.
When had renal failure I’m glad he wasn’t a commodity.
When had a stroke, I’m glad he wasn’t a commodity.
When had ………………………….
STOP! STOP! STOP!
I know what you are trying to say, My Black Cat.
You don’t think illness should be a commodity.
That’s what you are trying to say.
What are the disappearing apples about?
Patient confidentiality.
They are the names of anonymised patients, friends, and relatives.
There are 100 of them. Ill. Very ill. All with different serious conditions.
Why apples?
Apples are like coal.
They are consumed.
They are commodities.
Illness is not.
a commodity ……………………
The Witch Doctor - Link to a random page
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LINK TO UK MISSING KIDS WEBSITE
LINK TO MISSING PERSONS WEBSITE
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