Meds

 

Pills, pills, pills,

morning and night

a handful at a time

for old age,

for much of that

which ails me,

for all the growing

mental and physical

deficiencies in me.

Pills, pills, pills.

Likely I shall not

live long enough

to see the advancement

in pharmaceuticals

where one or two pills

daily, monthly, annually

will sustain me or

cure all my maladies,

one pill cures all

and will extend my mind,

body and spirit for

more years than I care

to go on.

(They ought to come up

with a miracle drug which

will cure the senior uglies

overwhelming my mind

and body.)

For now pills, pills, pills,

take 1, 2, once, twice a day.

Live better, live longer.

Take your meds as prescribed,

you old and decrepit

son-of-a-bitch!

                  -30-

Chris Hanch 1-23-2023