The Beast in the White Coat

<|nbw|> <|nb|> <|nb|> <|nb|> Nehi. Det var en born evil. It was born

hungry. It started as a whisper in the smoke of the stake.

A beast that learned to heal by the side in the break. Took the earth

from the women, took the dreams from the ground. Put a crown on the cure

and a price on the woman. It grew in the ashes, it grew in

the halls. It grew in the silence after the mothers last calls.

The beast that learned to heal still wears the white coat, still makes the

deal. Long before names, before colleges rose. There were hands in a forest