The Workhouse Hospital Liverpool 1867
Sickness is everywhere, death is everywhere,
filth is universal.
Patients unchanged for seven weeks
it’s simply a morgue rehearsal.
Fifteen hundred patients at starvation level
unruly, unhygienic dishonest staff,
they haven’t much chance of survival.
This doesn’t need reform, it needs a health-care revival!
So said Florence Nightingale about our Workhouse Hospital
Then arrived Nurse Agnes Jones with a plan
that was really logical.
We’ll build a school with strict nursing rules
and call it a Training Hospital.
So her and twelve angels taught out nurses how to care
a revolution in patient treatment, but I’m glad I wasn’t there.
By Carolyn Davidson