Tablets Poem by Phil Soar

Tablets

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I take so many tablets, I rattle when I move
Things to keep me going, to help my life improve
I do not work without them, they keep the death away
Until the time I pop my clogs, there's no more I can say

Thursday, April 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 13 April 2017

Life can derive its purpose and beauty from so many things. How can one survive without these props. It is indeed a philosophical quagmire. Thanks.

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