The doctor kept spouting numbers
As if percentages were meant to ease nerves
As if you can trust any kind of majority these days

We already knew there was a chance.
60 percent chance that everything is fine
2 percent that it turns out to be nothing in the first place
But that 38 percent is all we needed to be worried.

We will take the chance we are given.
We have no choice.
But I wonder

Who else has taken the chance
and trusted the numbers
and ended up being in the 38?