How’d we move from pole to pole
Ignoring the all-important balance
Shaman shaking feather-trimmed
Rattler’s tails
Singing up to the skies
Suddenly, like time-warping,
Doctors with prescription meds
Creating multiple walking deads
Where’s the balance?
I don’t really see auras
I see life force
And I see it in your eyes
You really don’t want to die
But you continue to commit suicide
By prescription drugs
Chemicals are not always the answer
To better living
Break it down
Use your intelligence
Trust in yourself
Doses are meant to be adjusted
Not necessarily by the medical gods
I know so well
How hard life is
How sweet the soma from
Little white pills
How banishing reality
By swallowing chemical cocktails
Brings us into the okay world
Especially when we are the working poor
Agoraphobically, we must go out the door
Please, don’t give in
Where’s the balance?
WE are the balance
What’s right for our bodies
Isn’t necessarily right for others
Please don’t die
Psychoneuroimmunology…
© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Live Science, prescription drug medicine