Dis-ease or Dis-order?
All downsides uppity.
It’s an, Emerging urgency requiring, disruption or trashing totally.
Medics know nothing of health,
Recommending rather pills or
Potions. Pharmacology to keep
You. Slightly poorly. Not sickly,
Enough to forget consumption.
Or skip off from working 37,
In the morning. No. Instead
Ill sipping Insipid concoctions,
Maintenance on per-scripture,
As worshiping oncologists, who,
Fear simple truth, in reality,
Its mostly dietary- non-nutrition
Seriously. Don’t rely on answers
Becoming, as media’s pockets,
Filled full of pharmacy money,
Whispering dystopia, no spread,
Social-media, all share-held by,
The same glutinous billionaires.
Yep, these eulogies might seem,
Like tales from the craziness,
But it’s pure honesty, without,
Nought to gain from this, list.
Except, knowledge paid fore,
Words to save you from Painkillers misgiving ignorance,
As signals blocked early,
May lead to malignancy,
They don’t want to cure you,
But, keep you in remission fed.
Some on the brink of it, others,
Between one and nine tenths dead.
Enough said, stop your,
Addiction to sugar and breads!
Better still cut ultra processed,
Gloop from you intake, relying
Instead of things the land made.
About the Creator
Paul Beckett
I’m a writer, horologist & joy filled fantasist. Reality to me is plastic. I’m fascinated with time, quantum physics, analogue and fashion.
My writings at least 69% autobiographical, often 99%
Fav:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams- S.Plath
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