Green is the colour of life
A lifetime written on green paper
Citalopram, furosemide, simvastatin
A lifetime of ills placated by ink
“I take everything my doctor prescribes”
Unwavering confidence
Hands clutching an enduring existence
Bound by a motley of remedies
Cure, or affliction?
A panacea they are not
Safety — Stifling, sickly
A Gothel to her ward
A thousand paper cuts
Soothed in rationale
Watch as vigor renewed
From a pharmacon of less
Green is the colour of death
But one easily remedied
Through prudent medicament choices
Life's sweet simplicity anew