"Rewriting the Myths, Redefining the Realities"
Poetry Place
by Freddy Bosco
We do not sit on your jury.
You cannot believe what we think.
We take great steps, many baby steps
to get to the same conclusion
that others, with normal minds,
jump to with no effort.
The doctor listens for key words
that match his textbook knowledge
when we speak. Otherwise, we have no
credibility for purposes of information
even in our own treatment. We are down,
held down, held back, held in little rooms
with committees who decide if we sound
as though we could be sound in judgment.
A pill cocktail at dark, platitudes by day,
and just keep herding them, in and out of
hospitals and clinics. Let them go, doctor:
If we can survive, surely we can thrive.
Copyright 2002 A&H Publishing Corporation