Echoes of playtime
Walking around an empty hospital
Hearing voices, standing still
It's a strange feeling
Knowing there's no one on these grounds
Empty beds are blocking
As painful feelings are unlocking
Buried away in their homes
Scarred, anxious and alone
Yet the voices are protruding
Rebounding and allusive
Screams of fun and play come across
From another world now at a loss
Two different worlds neighbouring one another
One full of joy while the other asunder
Lost in its bureaucratic tangle
A mess of names and numbers rangle
A grumpy giant consults away
Using his restraint to stay astray
All while the empty beds are blocking
While youthful pain is growing