My Hippocratic Oath - Philmont

Get to his chest, compress, his heart stopped beating

A breath, resuscitate some feeling

The ambulance will take over from here

Looking down on you in preparation

With mask and tools, this operation

Is your last chance to live so close your eyes

As I’m putting you under

I can save your heart even though it’s destined to fail

But don’t be afraid

You just might make it out alive this way

As I review your chart, you dispute your need for repair

But I guarantee

You’ll never make it out alive without me

To see what hides inside, I cut you open

A mass of pride, bruised and swollen

And it must be removed so you can heal

Now the choice is yours, accept the treatment

Say the word and I’ll proceed

Now there’s nothing left to do but close your eyes

As I’m putting you under

(Patient:)

«There's a pain in my chest and I’m told by the best

They can’t save me

What make You think You can?»

(Doctor:)

«The drugs they prescribe and procedures they try

Will not save you

But I swear to you I can»

Let me play my part

I’ll keep you breathing I swear

But I guarantee you’ll never make it out alive without me