drugged

Her own body fighting against her,

Trying to stay alive

Not for her benefit

But for ours

Unfortunately this is a battle

That cannot be won by strength

Or perseverance

The only thing that can help fight this

Is medication.

But she is already drugged.

Drugged on the idea that this disease

Can be cured.

However this drug can not be prescribed

Refilled

And does not have a daily dosage

This drug is the epitome if society

The thing that keeps it together

Or breaks it apart

This drug is belief.

Belief that anything can be changed

A disease

The world

Suffering

World hunger

And so much more

But because this drug is never prescribed

It is so rare

The world needs a shot of it now

Because they seen to have gone crazy

Thinking that by simply by taking a pill

You will be fine.

But this is so much stronger than a pill

Or a syrup!

Instead if getting high on the drugs in the kitchen,

Get high on the drugs of imagination and belief

The ones that appear

To disappear when they are needed the most.

But this is only an illusion

They are never gone

We just overlook them as we reach to the back for something stronger.

The medicine of delusion.

The brains way of forgetting things for awhile.

Of not focusing on what is important

But instead on what is interesting.

So instead of hearing about AIDS and war

You hear about how Angelina and Brad

Tore apart because it is easier.

Easier to focus on the superficial

Than the stuff that isn't artificial

Like the pain of children dying.

As she hears the screams of the tortured souls who did not pay attention when they should have.

She is slipping under the influence of belief.

Belief that this is a dream,

That she can survive,

And that the world is a happy place. But she looks over and realizes that she has been on the wrong meds all along.

Instead of believing she was dreaming

Because she was taking delusions

And as she rips the IV from her arm and walks away to fight another day she only starts to realize that many think that they believe

but only few are not under the influence of delusion. So she stands living breathing and fighting for awareness not for herself, but for us.