Thought.Prophet - Luigi's Lament Healthcare Is NOT A Privilege

"Luigi's Lament" is a poignant and raw song that captures the struggles of living with chronic pain while navigating a broken healthcare system. Through heartfelt lyrics, it sheds light on the devastating impact of big insurance companies’ decisions, where profits take precedence over people. This anthem demands recognition of healthcare as a fundamental human right and amplifies the voices of those fighting for dignity and relief.
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(Verse 1)
Woke up in a war with my body today,
Every nerve a battlefield, can't push it away.
But the doctor says, "Sorry, there's nothing I can do,
The treatments you need? They're not covered for you."
They build their empires on what they deny,
While I’m screaming for help, they just pass me by.
My pain’s not a number, it’s my daily fight,
But they hold the power, and they hold it tight.
(Chorus)
How did we get here, where suffering’s a cost?
Where your healing depends on the dice that they toss?
They gamble with lives, with the hurt and the frail,
While we beg for mercy in a system that fails.
Healthcare’s not a privilege, it’s a human right,
But they turn off the lights, leaving us in the night.
(Verse 2)
They’ve got a list of codes, a spreadsheet of pain,
Deciding who’s worthy, who'll walk in the rain.
My body’s on fire, but they won’t pay the price,
While they rake in the profits from my sacrifice.
“Denied,” they declare, from their skyscraper throne,
As I’m left to fight this battle alone.
What’s the cost of compassion? A world they don’t see,
Where healing is chained, and they hold the key.
(Chorus)
How did we get here, where suffering’s a cost?
Where your healing depends on the dice that they toss?
They gamble with lives, with the hurt and the frail,
While we beg for mercy in a system that fails.
Healthcare’s not a privilege, it’s a human right,
But they turn off the lights, leaving us in the night.
(Bridge)
You can’t put a price on a life lived in peace,
On the moments I’ve lost, on the pain that won’t cease.
But they draw the line where their profits begin,
And the sick and the weary are left to give in.
How do you sleep when you’ve built this machine,
That crushes the hopes of the sick and unseen?
Do you feel the weight of the lives you control,
Or does the bottom line swallow your soul?
(Chorus)
How did we get here, where suffering’s a cost?
Where your healing depends on the dice that they toss?
They gamble with lives, with the hurt and the frail,
While we beg for mercy in a system that fails.
Healthcare’s not a privilege, it’s a human right,
But they turn off the lights, leaving us in the night.
(Outro)
One day we’ll rise, and they’ll hear our cries,
We’ll tear down the walls, we’ll expose all the lies.
Until every voice, every pain has its place,
And no one’s denied the right to embrace
A life free from chains, a future to gain,
Where no one’s forgotten in the shadow of pain.