#100possiblesongs 21: Over My Dead Body

When the CCG informed me that the youth group had to go

I told them “No.”

Because I knew that there were safeguards against removing commissioned services

Where there were no viable alternatives

And there weren’t.

They told me “But we never commissioned this!”

I told them “No, you didn’t, because you see

This youth group is much older than the CCG.

You commissioned us to educate seldom heard, high risk demographics about good sexual health.

To make STI screening accessible

Regardless of age, gender, orientation or wealth.

And that’s what the LGBT youth group is for.

And if you make us get rid of it your

Key Performance Indicators won’t be met.

The youth group helps us hit the targets you’ve set”.

They said “Still, it’s not in the service specification

And there’s no longer any ringfenced funding allocation

We can’t afford for you to hire a venue

So it’s going to have to stop.” “but then you

See, I said, we use the service user space, at no extra fee,

Hell, don’t pay me those two hours a week. I’ll run the thing for free!”

“About the service user space”, they said, “That’s going too.

We can’t have drop in sessions, we’ve got better things to do

With the building. Patients who need STI checks can go to the GU.”

Having special services for the LGBT community

Is segregation. Discrimination.

We do not wish to appear prejudiced you see,

So we’re slashing that community’s resources, for the good of that community.”

When the CCG informed me of their intent

I told them “No.

Never.

If that youth group goes

If the sexual health drop in goes

If the community outreach work goes

I will absolutely lose my shit.”

Nevertheless, it went.

Still.

The building where it used to be

Ended up being the occupational health office.

Which was a great way to cut costs.

So I spent a lot of time there anyway

When my shit got absolutely lost.

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