A Healthy Diet Poem by Ted Sheridan

The scales on my eyes now removed
I can see the error of my ways
I had protected myself from infectious diseases
Yet continually ignored and neglected my inner most being
Always concerned about bacteria or viruses invading the host
Colds and influenza taking up permanent residence
I began eating plenty of vegetables and fruit
Handfuls of supplements I would digest and pass
Within so many pools of expensive green urine
That even my bladder had to laugh…
When in the end all that really mattered
Was that my sins had been washed clean
By the blood the Savior had shed for me…