My Three Ms
20/04/2018.
My 3 M’s
It’s time to change the minds dirty diaper,
To think crisply, cleanly, somehow riper.
How is this cleansing feat to be achieved,
A new process of thought must be conceived.
I’ve tried my hand at CBT,
Electro Magnetic shock Therapy.
I’ve consumed my share of SSRI’s,
Still I ruminate on the how’s and why’s.
Here’s a thought I thought all by myself,
I’m losing my grip as the Quack gains my wealth.
Why don’t you meditate on regaining your health,
Reduce of his drugs, with lies and with stealth.
Then once I am clean I can find my sense of self,
Come to terms with the shitty hand I was dealt.
"So my life’s not perfect", I say out loud,
So get of the couch and make yourself proud.
It’s hard to start off on any new journey,
When you’ve spent so long on a hospital gurney.
But anything worthwhile doesn’t come easy,
Use the power of will to travel your mind freely.
Movement, meditation and a life of moderation,
Are my 3 M’s for life and for your consideration.
Copyright © Jeff Kantor | Year Posted 2018
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