Don't fret
You got an illness?
Bet there's a tablet for that
Be aware all it will do is treat
Taking it every day on repeat
Where's the cures?
They sell us on medication
Like addicted druggie whores
Have more money for the wars
Than actually saving us
Oh but of course
We just the people following
But standing together there can be a force
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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