My feelings toward the "big dogs who control American’s Antiobiotics".I wrote this on November three 2006 at 6:00 am.I was sick and on medication for infections.
Have you ever lived in my shoes,
where as you thought you had all the time in the world to speak,
but now all you do is squeak?
It allways comes uninviting and it takes heaven and earth afighting.
Sometimes antibiotics works and other times there are many quirks,
but I dont have time for any of your mistakes,
because my life is at stakes.
My body is counting on medication to keep me alive more,
but it wont help if docters refuse to provide the cure.
Noone wants to live a life in pain,
while people who make and sell the medicines swim in selfish-money-gain.
Where is the originaly promise to us Americans when you began?
I do beleive you have cruelly deceived us thru with plan.
Is there no compassionate heart,
because I do beleive you are helping this country die apart.
If you would quit with the greed and understand our human need,
while listening to people like me who ask only a simple honest plea,
and know that you dont have the right to choose whether one lives or dies,
and stop asking so many whys,
because only after you naturally say goodbye,
will the answers you seek be God’s will and supply.
Swelling up inside my soul,
I will tell you this,
while I am on a roll,
and this please do not miss…
You must fix this very big injustice to this country,
which is yours and mine,
where we only want to be and be free.
Try living in my shoes for awhile and then you tell me,
Can you honestly smile?
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