Xenosillyputtypills Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

If drugs can make well people ill
I ask you why ingest a pill?
Ill persons cannot be made well
by drugs as far as I can tell.
What is behind the doctors' script,
the illness destined to be nipped
before it kills the silly fool?
Look back, into the doctor's school,
they taught all sciences and more
and how to fix a nasty sore,
take out those bits of obsolescence
and fiddle with the body's essence.
Through magnifiers we detect
the enemy and then select
the proper medicine to fight
'till evil spirits see the light.
We cut and burn and radiate
mend bones by screwing in a plate,
and we are good at scaring folks
we tell them not to eat those yolks,
to stay away from fatty beef
lest heart and liver come to grief.
We study all the workings of
each organ, also Korsakov
and how those greats named certain ills
which we now treat with fancy pills.
Deep down we know that molecules
are really our bodies' mules,
of all the ones that Nature makes
in shades of colours and opaques,
a portion is for us essential
to live and reach our best potential.

And illness strikes when we neglect
to show our system some respect.
So it makes sense to look at food
and show the proper attitude,
treat illness following the laws
of Nature, once we know the cause.

Sadly, this is a silly dream,
to you, my friend, it may well seem
that healing needs high tech and skill
and always an expensive pill.

Now let me add why this is so
your doctor wants to be a pro.
He passed his tests to graduate
makes money in quintuplicate
but never ever took a class
on food and drink or bodymass.

Nutrition cannot make much dough
and might disturb the magic show
Imagine, telling Mrs. Flynn
to take a certain vitamin
or add some fish and olive oil,
grow veggies in organic soil
and eat two eggs each day and more
buy wisely at the grocery store
and make variety your goal
to nourish body, mind and soul.

Don't fall for screening if you're well
and pass on medicines from Hell,
but most importantly, your health
may be a factor in the wealth
of those who cure all mankind's ills
with xenosillyputty pills.