Professional Dilemma Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

Walk with me oh my Lord though I have no fight and I fear what people say
be at my side oh Lord even though the psychiatrist asked me if I'm gay
diagnosis threaten me and tribunals come to nought
but then I hear your voice and the psychiatrist tells me what!
diseases of the mind people think unkind but still more unkind than this is the psychiatric mind
The pills they give relieve no pain at all but drain you of your energy and drive you up the wall
They have no real remedies for what we all have got it's they who are delusional it's they whom have lost the plot