Fusing Health and Prosperity
Amidst the puzzle,
Buried long amidst fear and repression,
A nation gazes at television screens in wonder:
So many appear of like mind.
So many appear of like purpose.
So many seeming insistent on freedom of choice.
Where is rational insistence?
Not all are of like mind,
For too many remain trapped,
Clamorously choosing to remain selfishly self-determinant.
Yet the mind,
Its purpose,
Its freedom,
Its health,
Rests little on the trappings of fear.
It should be obvious to all
That these delusional deniers of vaccines
Are not unlike those of us with rational health and prosperity needs,
Save for their proclaiming allegiance to ignorance,
Sending misinformation for all to hear,
Promoting that the denier population can also exponentially grow
For now
Our glistening ducts emit but muted cries down the face of truth,
forming tears of quiet pain,
Even as we rejoice
At the tenacity of the health workers’ vigilance.
Lest we forget
To gain immunity,
To hold a job,
To see power-abuse destroyed,
To build a life imbued with love,
Free from repression and exploitation,
Such is the goal of man's conundrum made active,
Fusing health and prosperity.
Illness has been around since the beginning of time. It has been met by straightforward treatment and by mythological mumble jumble to make the mind feel good but not heal the body. The same kind of mythical mumble jumble that has been used placate the prosperity impoverished worker for the rich.
The results you showed in your poem are that so many refuse the cure and continue to spread the virus or bacteria until the cure reaches the farthest of us in society from wealth. Inordinate and numbers of them die early.
Ron