Fertility and infertility doctors agree
The Hippocratic Oath
Does not apply
When you’re selling hope
Rubber gloving others’ loving juices
Sperm and ovum in a petri dish
Performing alchemy
To grant a wish
And when it fails again, again
You in your white gown
Turn off your real face
Plaster on a simple pathetic frown
Other doctors would say yes or no
Feel the obligation to be frank
But no means no fees
You can’t put conscience in the bank
And so we sit, again, again
On this merry-go-round of tears
Tunnel of pills and needles
Looking older than our years
In truth it isn’t all your fault
Science hasn’t come far enough yet
To patch the broken bucket
That lets life slip from it
And so as our life stands still
On this breaking wheel we remain
Trusting doctor confidence
Holding to our chains
Fertility and infertility doctors agree
The Hippocratic Oath
Does not apply
When you’re selling hope
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