Dominique Webb Poet Monorhyme

Medicines Day Is Today In 2441

Medicine’s Day Is Today in 2441

It turned into more of a hair service,
2441, the price
Of being human is just to live, fizz,
New drugs took time to create and promise,
But now that we have human flight, flawless,
By taking Aerogel, the drug for us,
Which lets us speed through the air cold as ice,
Medicine became, being real honest,
As popular as wraps for tea, there’s a buzz.


24/8/2016

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Funom Makama August 24, 2016 at 10:50 AM This is nice and absolutely beautiful. I love every it of this piece of yours and I am happy reading from the creativity of your wonderful mind after a long period of time. Dominique Webb August 24, 2016 at 11:02 AM Thank you Funom. I enjoy thinking about future societies and medicines because I think medicine in the long-term future will be very truly effective. It's nice to be an atheist 'cos our hope is based on something real that will actually happen because it is ensured by continued research by the academia. MND, MD, etc will be cured such that by 2441 scientists will be turning to the question and challenge of human flight.