My life in my backpack,
with some oxygen tank,
pipes resuscitating dreams and giving breath
to water-filled lungs that once sank
a bare, black and blank stare.
The health system done killed not healed,
selling poison pills to the already ill;
premature death, the lawyer
didn’t have time to draw up a will.
Misleading masses with matters
of their health is hazardous:
Pharmaceutical-Man is a murderer,
and Karma’s double-sharp knife
took his own son’s life.
© 2015 Phila Dyasi All rights reserved.
…in my humble opinion #NuBlaccSoUl