Ailment

A feeling of sickness

That slight hint of madness

A demeaning spot of bacteria

A twisted note of cholera

.

A bitter taste of medicine

Tinges of pills and Aspirin

A weakening dose of vitamin

Splash of Prozac and insulin

.

To be weakened by our Nature

Or by Human’s inclined fervour

A choice between disease and cure

Most would take the latter, I’m not so sure.

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