There is a tyranny to pills
That help keep a life intact -
Foremost are the pills to hold stomach acid's back
Then pills that help keep the mind on track,
Special pills for prostate, even pills for poluted air
My life and that of many others
A mess with out their fare of care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem...is there really a pill for poluted air?