Usually, I will look out my window
And lay eyes on the most beautiful flowers;
Or Crepe Myrtle trees beautifying the lawn;
Or in the early mornings, watch a sunrise with teary eyes;
Or in early evenings, watch a sunset take my breath away;
Or in late Fall, gaze at flocks of birds heading South for the winter;
Or smile at a high-speed rabbit hopping and running;
Or stare at a bird with tiny eyes that never seem to set;
Or moving, ominous clouds preparing for a storm or rain;
Or awesome and blasting winds blowing heavy rain;
Or feed crops preparing themselves for harvest; Or a
Huge farm tractor and equipment covering the roadway;
Or feast on the canopy filled with both white and grey clouds;
Or earth tones of the brown ground, green trees, and grasses
Covering the landscape; Or a host of other heavenly medicines
So helpful and healing to the eyes and hearts of any and all.
India’s thinkers are ahead of their time.
Making medicines out of manure from their bovine.
Urine too has a place of honor in their lab.
They use it in treatments, but please do not blab.
I would like to meet the brilliant thinker of the day.
Who decided poop and urine might be the way.
To cure some diseases – was this idea heaven-sent?
Or were they just lucky their mind was so bent?
The medicine remedies evil,
harm does not remedy
the medicine...
Love loves romance,
romance romances
love...
I save you in mind,
protect me in your
thought?
Did you realize that you are my medicine,
and I your ...?
off she wrote
as if a doctor's
script to which
i had to translate
making out
certain words
that i needed
to sound out
loud making
my mouth
contort in
snorts
yet when all was
said and done
the note she
wrote was
simply
poetry
for what
else would
mi Musa
write
for
me
The Government of Pakistan
Our cruel government bring pain
They say bear it and do not complain
They banned imported medicines just for money
Neither do they make it nor do they let others supply
They are greedy and they are the fuel of hell
They use god's name but within them, demons dwell
Their speeches are high and their actions are low
They are creepy and they are cheeky
Patients are suffering and they are enjoying the day
God give them hidayat all we can do is pray
They must remember neither night lasts forever nor the day
Abad Ur Rehman when the time comes everyone has to pay.
Note. Drugs should not be heavily taxed.
The best medicines
Its cold and the sky today is gray
no squawking in the sun from the young blue jays
I hear the pitter— patter of little feet
and wonder if it is my little friend gray squirrel
that each day in hidden places he seeks
all the seeds, nuts and corn snacks I leave
suddenly a black crow appears dark and shadowy
pounding on the shed the stolen sunflower seeds
a sinister creature that looks like he carries death
but with little paws snibbling at corn and nuts
quietly near the white railing sits my little friend
with puffy tail curled up — the very best of medicines.
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