Hot Tea Poem


Medicine has its uses.

Heals the broken and mends the body.

Returning you to a better state.

The only problem is that medicine is terribly bitter.

An insult to the senses in addition to the pain.

Reminding of a horrible situation.

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Hot tea also has its uses.

A sweet flavor on the tongue.

Transporting me to a better place.

Fruity or nutty nectar that brings comfort.

Clarity and focus gently warming up with my fingers.

A better state of mind instead of body.

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What bothers me is when someone gives me one while saying it is the other.

Or worse still, combining the two.

If I need medicine I will ask for it.

Combining both makes neither effective.

Only drawing the worst effects out.

What I need right now is just a good cup of hot tea.


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