And Kitchen Sink Remains Flooded

A kitchen sink Gets when over flooded, Thoughtless we rush, Not a moment to think, We rush to mop dry the floor, And there lies the great lore. This is precisely how Doctors tend to treat us, Backing them up The drug-cartels' nexus, They, forgetting the root cause— Why the water tap flooding was. But then we all know What easy be to treat, But there forever lurks a doubt If anyone would it readily greet, Plain truth is: there's in it no money, Be it docs, drugs or any. There lies the truth so stark, Bite less be our dog-like bark, For, the lifestyle treatment, Not the treatment of the ailment, Helps only but the patient, Not docs-hospital regiment! Now, if a doc, let us say, Were to simply say: Beware O patient, change your food, And your lifestyle for good, Chances are he'll soon starve, And cartels a falling curve would carve. ____________________________________ Reflections |35.03.2020| Topic: doctor, disease