No Medication

Shaunmatthewcpoetry

Those pills prescribed I'd rather not take, 

No medication for my own rhyme sake. 

Some antipsychotics - pure torture,

Really not interested - like horticulture.

A slow mind stops the demons momentarily,

Modern medicine - biggest joke of this century.

Side effects and treatments - where's the cures?

A serpentine oil that's secreting from skin pores.

See the untrust in governments by each nation,

Was it a c virus what sparked vaccine hesitation?

Doctors led by the science but hitting brick walls,

Forever funded research that seemingly stalls.

Truth is buried by all those pharmakeia giants,

Who wants to rebuke corruption in a system that rewards compliance?

  • Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry (Online Online)
  • Published: February 1st, 2026 09:41
  • Category: Unclassified
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