When you have cancer

                                         The world becomes smaller.

                              The world becomes hospitals.

                  Chemicals and Nabilone.

        Hope and dreams to confess.

Free for you from the NHS.

So the world is smaller

Yet its also bigger.

Because the fight that you make

Is the same all over the world.

 

Unless its America.

Dollars mean care.

 

We get it for free.

Because some one made an NHS dare.

Which means free care.

Aneurin Bevan

                 We we’re the lucky ones, still are.

                        In 1948 he had a dream.

                              We can be saved from pain and suffering.

                            It sometimes seems. 

                    Not all of it….

             But some of it.

He dreamed.

And now if you get cancer

The care is free.

The diagnosis is free.

The NHS is free.

The diagnosis is the same all over the world.

 

Unless you live in the third world.

Then you’ll just die.

And not know why.

 

We don’t need insurance 

To fight this awful plight.

    And the doctors and nurses

Join your fight because the NHS.

Was someones dream.

And its their dream.

But now its becoming someones scheme.

                              And cancer will become even harder.

             And people will live less,

And die more.

Because we’re forgetting

a national pact.

1948 National Health Service Act.