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The Witch Doctor

The rich and poor alike traveled from far and wide

to see the beady eyed man with a long hooked nose

Countless medical pills and ointments they had tried

before resorting to rituals, stones, and petals of rose

No one questioned, but heeded the old man’s advice

They chanted magic words or drank a special potion

They followed his instructions of animal sacrifice,

wore garlic poultices, or rubbed on an herbal lotion

Precise people science he claimed, strange for sure

The patient who had no gift to barter or money to pay

He looked them in the eye, touched them, gave a cure

And with a mighty handshake sent them on their way

The rich and poor alike traveled from far and wide

to see the beady eyed man with a long hooked nose

No antidote, they drank the tears that they cried

A few death chants, a burial ritual, old man in repose

Sunday Scribbling’s Prompt is Antidote.

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Resistance

When the light bulb flashes

In the dark cave of my head

I must resist the enlightenment

And pull the drapes tight

I have lived to

regret not thinking twice

Acting on impulse

Has turned a shortcut

Into a long and bumpy road

As damaging as

Words taken the wrong way

Or a small camp flame

That roars into a forest fire

And no one, especially me,

Wants to hear

“I told you so”

Sunday Scribbling’s Prompt is “Bright Idea”.

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