The Best Medicine

It’s time to take my medicine

But the red pill tastes so bitter

The black one’s hard to swallow down

And I’ve never been a quitter.

The blue pill seems appealing

It’s what the normies take

And it’s wrapped in fancy packaging

But I cannot be a fake.

It’s time to take my medicine

But I don’t know what is right

So I search myself while lost at sea

And find a pill that’s white.

It gives me back my courage

It helps my soul to sing

And offers me protection

From what this world may bring.

Bart 23

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Wife Mother Home Educator Truth Seeker and Occasional Poet

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