In Essiac I Will Trust - Short Version
(The tea is pronounced ESS-i-ac)
The tea I use was born in Canada.
Holistic doctors told me of its name.
This strange concoction does a lot of good
with curing cancer its main claim to fame.
Ten minutes you must boil it. Later, put
it in the fridge; it settles like brown sludge.
You have to shake it up before each use.
That sludge does not taste anything like fudge!
Destroyer of free radicals it is -
removing toxins, healing, helping pain.
It aids digestion, even strengthens bones
and nourishes and stimulates the brain.
The list of all it does goes on and on.
So many illnesses this tea can fight.
I make enough to last for two week’s time
and drink three ounces morning, noon and night.
It’s bitter but not horrible; I’ve made
this tea my daily habit because I
am at high risk for cancer, so my friend,
in Essiac I'll trust until I die.
(I noticed at the last minute that my original version of this poem was too many lines to fit the contest requirements, so this is a revision taking out at least three verses that discuss the tea's healing properties. Please, if you are interested in learning about this wonder tea, go to my poem underneath this one and see all the details and links!)
Written Dec. 6, 2016
For the Wake Up with Coffee or Tea Poetry Contest of Kim Rodrigues
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