A NEW SOUND MIND
She is a consumer in a living hell but now she feels almost well.
She is manic-depressed Bi-Polar you see—it’s her, damn it, it’s her.
She takes pills, pills, pills. Thank Love there’s Medicare for bills.
There’s still lots of stigma. Too bad for enigma.
But there will come a day when she’ll rise up and drinketh from the cup.
Just you wait and see powers that be.
written 1999
