Treatment Poem by Phil Soar

It's nonsense thinking life owes you a living
it does not
It's nonsense that there should be some forgiving
it does not
It's right that life is what we make of it
That's what it is
It's nonsense that the world is not in trouble
because it is.

It's nonsense thinking that there is a purpose
there is not
It's nonsense that we all deserve to be here
we do not
It's nonsense that we treat each other badly
as we do
It's even worse the way we treat god's creatures
we just do