Essiac Tea Poem by Alexander Shaumyan

Essiac Tea

'And when I awoke I was alone, this bird had flown,
So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.'
-The Beatles


It's nothing but fraud-
We were warned by the FTC
Of the snake oil salesmen,
Selling herbs and the Essiac tea.

If you have cancer
Or AIDS, or ADHD,
You'll get cured,
You'll recover miraculously.

Many a dimwit,
Many a dork came to see
The miracle cure
For his fictional life's malady.

Don't need a doctor,
No need for some drug therapy,
Just keep on drinking,
Keep drinking that Essiac tea.

For every miracle,
There is, too often, a lie,
Waiting for those
Believers who're willing to buy.

But there is no cure
For this heartache inside of me
With or without
Your herbs and your Essiac tea.



March 5,2006