Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet
Two compartments of soft gelatin plastic,
dissolvable in spit and glandular secretions,
dipped in thick grey brilliant dye,
compressed by steel jaws of modern machine,
functioning till wee hours of midnight,
with meticulous efficiency and robotized control,
producing miniature plastic at lightning speed,
causing the strips of plastic to overlap,
into tiny shells bouncing in dispatch jars,
incorporating milligram amounts of medicine powder,
having curative potential to eliminate ailments,
attacking virus, anemia, brain malfunction,
intractable woes of cancer&aids,
assassinating diseased outgrowths,
nestling in perennial supply of red blood,
targeting the heart of sickened behavior,
with mixed ingredients of sulphur, oxide, potassium,
and derivatives of molecular compounds,
procurable in a host of potency and cost,
from a franchise of licensed medical shops,
guaranteeing reprieve from invincible pain,
an effective way of ending misery,
decades of darkened existence,
masses of weakened body machinery,
gasps of insufficient contorted breath,
a savage killer of soaring body heat,
when taken with adequate amounts of water,
at regular intervals of the day,
is simply called and saluted as medicine magic
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