Anonymous
Did I tell you
I worked with a
nice
considerate
hyperactive fellow.
Who was in
Cadets
a band
and loved to play classical music.
He was diagnosed with ADHD
or something similar to that
at a tender age.
There was no comment
about a humane solution
to channel his excess energy into
Sports
The Arts
creative things of sorts.
Before given a Ritalin prescription,
cause and effect
should be determined.
Before collecting a check
from multinational Biotechs.
Again cause and effect should be determined,
before affecting a Ritalin solution
from the pharmaceutical factories.
When one cage
a promising young healthy animal
full of excessive vitality.
It will exhibit similar traits of ADHD.
So here it stands
a question writing itself
in the palm of your hand.
Is hyperactivity
the effect of imprisoning ones child
in the prime of his life?
Without the healing sunshine
in a six walled hell
of concrete and cinder blocks,
starved of love,
and exposed to the dreaded hot cold?
With only a forty inch
flat psychedelic screen
to over exercise his tiny eyes
in sacrifice of his
large mind
body
and soul?
To feed a child’s primal desires,
and teach him to rely on basic instincts?
What is now out of control
you seek to induce control
byway of Ritalin?
Welcome to the dawn
of the modern electronic babysitter,
which is far from complete,
and not very cheap.
But
is suppose to replace
warm loving Grandparents,
who come free and cheap.
While Grandma and Grandpa
are rotting in the so loved nursing home
as modern cash commodity Cows.
Or
is the hyperactivity
the effect of parental and social failures?
The aforesaid matter
should be determined false or true
before he was given a Ritalin solution?
Or
the antecedent
of the same phantom brain beast
causing synaptic anomalies we create,
and the psychiatrist seem to
pin the blame
of our civilization’s wretched sins,
on the same damn thing?
Who themselves suffered a similar fate
of being raised in a cold black steel
and concrete pen.
I remember someone said;
“Remove the beam from ones own eye;
so one could see clearly
to remove the speck from another's eye.”
Cause and effect
contain the answers we seek
which we buried in our timely keep.
His only crime
was wanting to do time
in service of his country.
As it may seem
it was his only dream.
As he stands
to be a man in the Army.
But
because he took Ritalin
they would not let him in.
He was barred without a cause
of his own making.
His reasons were noble,
and his ideals was grand,
but they would not trust him,
with a gun in his hand.
As strange as it may seem
he confided in me
some facts of the aforesaid theme.
without a doubt
Ritalin was the reason
he could not serve Her Majesty the Queen
in his chosen season.
There was something about
being unbalanced no doubt,
and possible Ritalin induced
psychotic events.
Or some possible future psychosis,
who the hell knows
or ought to have known
what its’ all about
before making an uninformed choice
on the poor boy’s life.
Which make you say;
“Oh why?”
“Oh why?”
“Oh my!”
Like a silly little kid
playing in a living sandbox,
of circuits,
chemicals,
biological material,
and spiritual things
they have no understanding of.
Mixing chemicals like an alchemist,
snipping ganglions
cutting out
what-its
not-its
and thing-a-ma-jigs;
responsible for functions
we don’t really grasp
leaving holes in our brains,
dead circuits in their wake.
It is a wonder we funtion still.
One cannot escape their Ritalin pass
without the cost.
Maybe we should think about
the unholy things
we are feeding our children
and the mind altering things
we install in them.
Pavlov's classical conditioning,
is practically learned
through repetitive actions
for every time we feed
a rewarding miracle pill.
To the glorious end,
to be transformed
or be evolved
to the ultimate enlighten citizens.
Human salivating Pavlovian Dogs!
The choices we make
to enforce upon a young innocent mind
is the same initial choices that we find.
Destroying the owner’s
of the now insane brain,
even their wives
and also the offsprings they share.
Then squarely place the blame
on the same victims.
Is this progress?
Is this the herald
utopia of modern miracle drugs?
Or
maybe just a dystopia?
Did someone check the water and food?
We are not all fools.
Let us be frank.
It is all about modern commodity controls!
Leegal Poet
Wayne Ferron
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